Here he is, ready to go. With his cow who wants to meet friends. In a back carry, as cows like back carries best. Naturally.
I'm sorry to say there aren't too many pictures of sweet girl. I kept her on my back...because she's fast, fearless and before I can get a third descriptor, she'd be gone. It takes four eyes and two sets of adult hands and feet to keep tabs on her.
Tractors. Need I say more?
And they had these homestead stands, where you could submit an array of what you do around your homestead. I totally want to do one of these!
But we did see baby chicks. Even some being born.
And I want this for canning:
We were brave and let her out again.
But of course, we had to have one last goodbye reserved for the cows. Thankful this one belongs to my husband's friend. This cow tolerates hugs from cow lovin' little boys.
This sign sums it up nicely.