You mean she’s not buried with full honors as befit a cow that dedicated it’s bovine life to making sure our children have healthy teeth and bones? 
Poor ol’ moo cow.
Sadly, this poem is not by me…
Oh Sacred Cow
If you ask me
India is the place to be
There cows are sacred
none are objects of hatred
There cows roam free
like Povich, Maurey
but are not married to Connie Chung.
-G. Vincent
Being that I’m an Orioles fan, I was always proud that Cow Ripken was their spokesman for so long. Got milk?
Ork.
Two cows were out in a field eating grass.
One cow turns to the other cow and says, “Moo.”
“Hey”, says the other cow… “that’s what I was gonna say.”
Always drink upstream from the herd, even if it includes NoClueBoy.