We have a new herd of Bovine Beauties here on the farmette. Arriving yesterday afternoon, they spent a snug night in the barn and were ready for some fresh, green grass this morning. The man-child of the house is now working six, long days a week and was getting to sleep in a bit. Taking pity on him, I went to help Secret Agent Farmer Man in the barn.
I had to take my coffee.
The ladies were pretty calm and proceeded to check out their new digs.
They are essential when you are trying to achieve that down home farm kind of look.
I was lucky that I came away from this excursion with my boots only covered in morning dew.
A family friend who picks up/delivers cattle for us was not so lucky.
He was swiped, from bottom to top, with a cow tail covered in manure. Think of it as a paintbrush rendering a scene right on some blue jeans and a t-shirt. Apparently he just took out his pocket knife and scraped it off his clothes. No need to go home and change.....
That's a hardy man, right there.