Holy Cow

A local news station, desperate for news, ran two stories yesterday I could've done without. One was about a cat owner who sees an image of Jesus in her cat's fur. The other was about a plumber who sees an image of the Virgin Mary in a stain in a sink.

I couldn't see what they were seeing, and rarely can when these dumb things show up. Elvis in your grilled cheese. The Pope in a fire. Mary in the window of an office building. And it's always Jesus, Mary and Elvis. How did Elvis make that grade? Oh, well. Maybe some people get a faith lift out of imagining this stuff.

But until your dairy cow sports an image of Jesus like the one below, I won't be seeing what you're seeing.