Why a dixieland jazz quartet would stop along side the road and play to a bunch of cows is beyond me, but now we know something we never knew before - cows love jazz!

Cows are often times unpredictable. You would maybe expect cows to be a bit startled by a group of humans, holding strange objects, and making a bunch of noise. But these cows can't seem to get enough of the music.The song might be "When the Saints Go Marching In", but in this case it would be more appropriately titled "When the COWS Go Marching In."