Lannie
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Here we go! Rich slept in today so I had to wait a while for him to get my pics off the camera...
This is #912 on the left, Molly on the right. Molly is pretending she forgot what "hay" is. There's a big pile of it right near where I'm standing...
Close-up of #912. I need to think of a better name for her. I was gonna call her Loaner, but she's so sweet and kind, she deserves a sweet name.
Molly, who accidentally forgot about her amnesia, and turned her head when I called.
The dogs are busy guarding their new "babies," and Maggie heard something (a bird, I think) up the hill and took off after it. She paused to listen again just long enough that I could take her picture. She's so beautiful (to me, anyway)!
And Conan, following. "Which way did she go? Which way did she go?" Goofy boy.
Molly eventually came over and started eating hay from the pile. I think it will take a day or two for her "amnesia" to wear off, but once she remembers her treats, she'll come around.
Maggie finished scouting for birds and came back for a cookie:
But the boys were still guarding. Conan was watching the cows safely from his side of the pasture fence, LOL! He knows Molly, but that other big fat cow LOOKED at him and scared him! I can't blame him, though. Discretion IS the better part of valor.
And our old boy Jasper was in his usual lookout spot, watching the east fence. Poor guy barked ALL NIGHT LONG last night, because there was a strange cow in our pasture. Stranger Danger! ACK! He's OK this morning, though. I told him she lives here now, and I think he understands.
I'm so glad to have cows back in my pasture! Although everything is so dead and yellow, I can't wait for spring! Those red cows look like flame against the green spring grass.
This is #912 on the left, Molly on the right. Molly is pretending she forgot what "hay" is. There's a big pile of it right near where I'm standing...
Close-up of #912. I need to think of a better name for her. I was gonna call her Loaner, but she's so sweet and kind, she deserves a sweet name.
Molly, who accidentally forgot about her amnesia, and turned her head when I called.
The dogs are busy guarding their new "babies," and Maggie heard something (a bird, I think) up the hill and took off after it. She paused to listen again just long enough that I could take her picture. She's so beautiful (to me, anyway)!
And Conan, following. "Which way did she go? Which way did she go?" Goofy boy.
Molly eventually came over and started eating hay from the pile. I think it will take a day or two for her "amnesia" to wear off, but once she remembers her treats, she'll come around.
Maggie finished scouting for birds and came back for a cookie:
But the boys were still guarding. Conan was watching the cows safely from his side of the pasture fence, LOL! He knows Molly, but that other big fat cow LOOKED at him and scared him! I can't blame him, though. Discretion IS the better part of valor.
And our old boy Jasper was in his usual lookout spot, watching the east fence. Poor guy barked ALL NIGHT LONG last night, because there was a strange cow in our pasture. Stranger Danger! ACK! He's OK this morning, though. I told him she lives here now, and I think he understands.
I'm so glad to have cows back in my pasture! Although everything is so dead and yellow, I can't wait for spring! Those red cows look like flame against the green spring grass.