"oh Io"

Haitian cows have just the right number of ribs showing and their shoulder blades tend to be quite pronounced. Their tales swish tirelessly as they stand in the relentless sun -- batting at tsetse flies or the Caribbean equivalent. Their horns grow up, out and back with age, curling into perfect halos.
They are quite like what my child's imagination envisioned the cows from Greek mythology to look like. Could a god, even the infamous Zeus, have found a beast like this attractive? This is my attempt at immortalizing (in "mosaic") one of the cows that hangs out beneath my window. She reminded me of Io.