at the bus stop

Spencer, Sasha and I went out to buy tickets to Moscow today... but we couldn't get seats on the train that we wanted. We were told to come back next week to see if any tickets would be released.

Spencer suggested that we go out to Ikea. Sasha had not been there yet so she agreed to come with us. On the way out there as I was looking out the window I saw an old bus stop for people who live out in the village. Instead of people standing there waiting for the bus there was a herd of about 15 cows laying there waiting.

I wonder where they were going?