‘The girls’ get a little company
Lori Berglund
It’s been awhile since I’ve offered a barnyard update from our little home, over the rivers and through the woods, and there’s all sorts of interesting news to share. Coming across a rather “cosmopolitan couple” — the kind who travel a lot and just don’t have time anymore for frequent cattle chores — we have added five mama cows and their spring calves to our little home of chickens, guinea and one spoiled dog. The cows are headed by the matriarch, who goes by the name of Pepper. She isn’t the prettiest cow in the barnyard, but she puts out a good calf year after year. I know this because I have eaten her offspring on more than one occasion. Yum, yum, just don’t tell the old girl. However, the cows don’t live with us, as they are well cared for nearby in a barn, pasture and timberland that is just plain old cow heaven. I was not there the day the little herd made their own journey, over the rivers and through the woods, but I’m told all went well.
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