the cows have discovered the one chicken misting area that's not behind a fence. They are licking at it, desperate for water. The pond is on the other side of the farm; the smaller pond having dried up. Long way for them to walk.
It's 104* F out right now. The cows can't hurt it. I don't have the heart to run them off.
But don't nobody go getting any ideas that I like cows now.
It's 104* F out right now. The cows can't hurt it. I don't have the heart to run them off.
But don't nobody go getting any ideas that I like cows now.
