It's the day after Christmas, and I (me, the worn out Mom) have escaped the noisy household & headed for the hills. I'm riding in the feed truck with Aaron, and of course the dog, who thinks my seat is his.(perhaps it is?) The snow is about all melted, we had 10 inches on the 22nd, now it's mostly mud, but 'slip-sliding, sinking' kind of mud...extra fun in a heavy truck, but hey, I'm not driving! Aaron feeds silage, which the cows are eating. The younger calves, who are 1 to 4 weeks old, just run around & play reindeer games. I find cattle fascinating, Aaron on the other hand finds them to be a pain in the neck.
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