The girls

Every Monday it has been a ritual to go to the cow sale.. we've made some really good friends there and not to mention the food is awesome..
Everyday we go out and give them grain and check on them...  one of them usually spot us and starts running to the fence.. then they all start following the truck along the fence line..  then if you take to long to get into the pasture, they sit there and moo at you and stare you down.. I can only imagine the girls (as I like to call them) are yelling feed me NOW!.

And there the girls are.. waiting to be fed...


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