For the past three days I’ve been looking for the cows. They belong to the neighbor but they sometimes visit us. I knew there were four moms and four calves. Every time I passed a window, I looked for them. A dozen or more times each day I went out looking. Hadn’t caught a glimpse of them. Didn’t hear a mooooo . . nothing! Vince came home at lunch and said “Did you see the cows?” NO! They were right out at the dge of our driveway.
I sure didn’t know girl cows had horns! I’m sure there’s a whole lot more that I don’t know.
I see milk! Fresh, raw milk. Lots of cream on top! I said to Vince “Let’s milk her!” I told him he could hold her still, I would do the milking. He wouldn’t!
This one looked at us and I think she was saying . . bring it on if you’re brave enough to try it! We didn’t! I was joking . . no way am I going anywhere near those cows.
They look like pretty nice cows! The guy who owns them said “the red one”, which I assume is this one, doesn’t like dogs at all but Speck never goes out when he’s not on a leash so he’ll be fine. Once the garden is done and the chicken coop is built, I’m going to work on getting a fenced area where I can get a couple of goats just for fun.