The Moo Cows

I've said before that we raise beef cattle. Well last week when it was gorgeous outside, I dusted off Baby Bike and rode all over the farm. I stopped to see the cows, and after a few minutes of uncertainty they let me pet them.

I don't usually deal with the adult cows, just the babies that we have to bottle feed in the summer. But even babies cows grow up. Cool enough though, one of my favorite bottle babies remembered me. Or at least he remembered humans. Studly was the first to stick his nose out to my hand.

That's my boy!

By the way, moo cow tongues are like giant cat tongues--sandpaper.