Fresh snow fell over night, about 3-4 inches, but it was warmer than usual for a January morning. I think it was somewhere around 30 degrees. I picked up Hazel Peach and we went out together to do the feeding chores. It was our job to feed alfalfa cake to the cows, bulls, and sheep.
This ewe was more than happy to nibble cake out of HP's hand again and again and again.
Good ol' girl!
Hubs fed hay to the cows just before we got there with the cake, but you can see they were glad to have us show up anyway. Hello girls, it's breakfast!
These are the "old cows." Old meaning more than three years old. They are grazing in another pasture. Don't their faces remind you of people you know?
The cow is of the bovine ilk;
One end is moo, the other, milk.
The friendly cow, all red and white,
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart.
~Robert Louis Stevenson
(I wish we still had our milk cow and all that lovely cream!)