Can you see the cows, gathered in a heap at the fence?
We've been having some close encounters with the cows lately. It turns out there's something they like more than apples. The gardener tosses the freshly cut grass over the fence, and several times we've found them practically climbing upon the fence to feast at the buffet he's laid out for them.
It's gotten to where we're worried they may topple the flimsy fence. A couple of times my husband has sent Sparky out to chase them away, something Sparky's only too happy to do. I don't like the idea of encouraging the dog to bark at cows and scatter them. It's exactly the thing I don't want him to do, but I don't want the cows coming into the garden either.
We've got some new ones in the herd now. Some young girls, not babies, but not adults either, have joined the ladies and two little ones in the pasture. I've been trying to get a good photo of the two little ones, who only appeared a month or so ago, but they're very skittish, especially if the dog is anywhere near.
The babies and the new girls scatter when Sparky barks.
But this Mama isn't afraid of a barky dog. She continued to eat fresh mowed grass. Yes, that's grass on her head.
The new arrivals came closer. The two in the background are the young calfs, one black and white like her mum, the other brown with a lovely patch on her forehead.
They're so curious about us humans!