For the last several years, Dad claims to be working on his "bucket list." One of the top items on the list was to own and raise cattle again. Having grown up on a dairy farm, Dad LOVES farm life...me, not so much!
Since my last blog post, Dad's first two cows arrived. Initially Dad wanted two calves, but he decided at the cattle auction that they were too expensive. So, he chose the next best thing...two pregnant cows.
Meet Molly and Polly. Yes, I agree! They're terrible names. Dad has ALWAYS wanted to name cows Molly and Polly.
Well, in September or was it October? I don't really recall, but two calves arrived. My brother's kiddos named the first one...Tiger! My sister's children donned the second one...Frisky (the same thing they named their caterpillar last spring).
We (and all the neighbors) have thoroughly enjoyed watching the growth of the cows. They're very friendly, juvenile, and absolutely adorable. Never did I think I'd say that about COWS!
hysterical! i love that cows have made it on a bucket list.
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