The rain taps against my windshield as I drive through the countryside.
Landscape zooming past my eyes left and right. Driving let's me think about life's big questions.
As I pass a herd of cows lying in the grass I wonder; do cows have thoughts?
Probably not.
But then I question; do cows wonder?
Maybe so.
Is it possible cows wonder when that fence they stand near will fall?
Do they wonder if the wind will ever be so strong  as to tip them over?
It seems odd to think about the cows in this way. After all they do not wonder about me as I drive past.
They just moo and stare at the blurry image of my speeding car.
Now I pass a field of horses.
Do horses wonder?