The cows are ever so calm. Terry started working the alfalfa field (he is ripping here) and they didn’t even move. (Shows how much we and Davis’ are with them. :0 )
The Mom’s loved hanging in the field eating the turned up roots.
The little ones didn’t even run from the big loud noisy machine. (Probably because the Mom’s didn’t run or holler at the kids to RUN! :0 ) (Here Terry is rolling)
So Terry had to either get out and make them move or work around them.
Calm, calm calm.
That evening Terry, Boomer and I rode through the cows on our evening check…There was a BRAND NEW little one just eating lunch.
Now THIS mom decided she didn’t want to have her little one subjected to two noisy four-wheelers…she took off at a run. The little one had to struggle to keep up, but it did.
At the Upper End we ran into one of the ‘babysitter’ cows…she had 8 little ones she was watching.
It won’t be long now before Mr. Davis comes and gets his cows and moves them onto his ranch, just below our farm…about a mile away.
Until he comes…I’m going to enjoy every minute of the time we have left with them.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,