Worrying about the cows is my normal. It’s my job. Brent does the work with the cows, but I worry. Fences, moves, water, fence strength … this is what I worry about. But the sky is blue and high above. The cows are fat and so is love. This eager heart of mine is singing, cattle where can you be?
Minty, baby Mint Mint, moved the cows with Brent. The cows are so happy with all the lucerne available this autumn.
She got a bit close to the fence which is HOT. Brent taught her about the danger of the electric fence and this is the face she pulled.
Fat cows eating green makes me so happy.
Brent moves the water to the next section. a quick dump of the water and a move of the hose.
Cows munching while he does this.
He drags the dish over.
Graycute, the wild, supervises the procedures.
Live hose with water comes to meet the tub.
The herd is happy in the new patch of yum. They did quite a number on the last rectangle.
Totally ignoring us, they munch away.
When I see a fat cow, I get excited. This is exciting to me.