I was lucky enough to get a group hug from the little does after their morning dose of milk. They drew me in and I sat there letting them paw me, jump on me, nuzzle and pull my hair. I don't let that happen enough. The milking does are also demanding extra attention when I milk them. They want to smell my face and lean into me as I stroke them and snuggle right back. They sure set my morning on a good path. While walking back to the house I could see the cows and calf happily resting in the front pasture, ruminating on their new grass diet. They don't even come up to the barn for water. The creek's full and handy while they graze. Can't wait to see them really fat!
