Cows!

So I talk a lot about my family’s farm to my friends, but I don’t think I’ve ever shown any real pictures of it. Here are a couple of our cows. These aren’t all of them – my step-father had just called them and some were still making their lazy way over to our end of the field. They moo a lot while they do that – it’s like they’re yelling at everyone. It’s funny.

Charcoal, my favorite cow, is in the front.

My family keeps hereford cows. We have around 18 right now including cows, calves, bulls, and steers. They have a lot of room for running around (more like wandering around slowly) and generally seem to be pretty happy.  Charcoal, the black cow, is crossed with another breed, which is why she looks different. She’s one of our oldest cows and is my favorite. She’s totally in charge of the others and is always shoving them out of her way. Also, she loves to eat and thinks everyone coming near the fence is probably doing so because they have food. (Sounds like a certain dog I know.)  Because of this, she lets people pet her. Sometimes, she’ll even drool on you.

Here’s another picture. I don’t come home much, so most of our younger cows are pretty suspicious of me.

And here are some of our calves, hiding in some bushes. They were so cute. It reminds me of Bambi where Bambi’s mom tells him to hide in a thicket.

So there you go. I don’t just make up the cow stories to sound cool. Maybe next time, I’ll get some decent pictures of our pig.