Longhorn Cattle Stampede
The “Longhorn Ladies” (Betsy, the Bartels girl, “Geneva,” “Red” and the youngsters) have been content this summer on their pasture, and have not complained or looked at the grass on the proverbial “other side of the fence.”
However, when we started south down the lane with a few bales of hay Saturday, they began running along side the fence. They must have smelled the hay and broke into a run to get to it. (I don’t blame them; I like the smell of it myself, but not well enough to eat it.)
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