Just a while ago, Der Bingle returned from the fairgrounds with Sydney, the last trip until next weekend. And he brought with him something he had found on the bleachers by the old Merchants Building. This:

Yesterday, people had gathered for a giant garage sale and I guess this got lost in the commotion. Der Bingle didn’t quite know what it was, but I told him I thought it was from a puzzle for very little people, hence the handle on the piece. I asked, “Is this a sign?” and he said he didn’t know, but he couldn’t leave the little cow over there – that it seemed to be destined to come to the leaning cow. He added, “Especially with the little smile.” Then he said  he had left a dollar under a rock where it had been. I doubt anyone will come looking for it; quite possibly it was out of a box filled with this and that of toddler toys. Perhaps the farmyard of its home puzzle has been long gone for some time now.

I don’t know who will find the dollar, and maybe there will be a reward for a lost cow . . . but, right now, she is here and she is leaning.