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Following me home

Updated: May 22, 2018

I left the gate open last night and paid for it this morning with a brisk walk down the road carrying a clanging bucket of grain. Yes, all the cows followed me home. In fact, when I called them they turned and walked up to me. I was reminded of my Bestemor's cows and how sweet they smelled to a little girl who would pull on their teats and wonder at the milk that came out. My family would panic seeing me under the cows, inspecting everything I could reach. But the cows knew I meant no harm because I would whisper how beautiful they were and how much I loved them. It's still the same with my gentle Jersey cows and just as much with my sweet & sassy goats. I sure do welcome the rains today. Everything is turning green and smells so good.

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