Not For Human Consumption

It is official.  I am in love with Hazel.  And she loves me.  And we are best friends.

She listens better than the puppy brothers.  Look at our footprints in the snow.  She is always right by my side.  True, she is knocking into my legs and sucking on my pants, trying to get more milk.  Bless her heart.  But she is so precious to me and is anyone else in the world as lucky as I am, getting to go on a walk with their cute dogs and sweet calf?  Why would I ever leave my house?

These are happy days, my friends.

I took Hazel a bit farther on our walk today.  She discovered cows!  She was intrigued.

Here she is introducing herself to Maisy.

We have been waiting for Maisy to calve for over a year.  She always tricks us, what with her looking all gigantic all the time and such.  She is not petite.

Update:  Hazel’s mother has YET to notice that Hazel is gone.

Later on, I took Hazel into the actual cow pen.  She was running and mooing and did not quite know what to do with herself.  She tried to nurse off a different mama cow and this mama did not appreciate it.  She kicked Hazel!

Of course, I got her right out of there.

David suggested we tag some of our new calves soon.

Me:  Should we tag Hazel?

David:  Probably.

Me:  Ok.  Well, I am going to write on the tag:  Hazel.  Not for human consumption.

David:  I will be the laughingstock of the auction if I ever take her there.

Me:  Well you are not taking her there, so . . .

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So that’s what is up over here.  Laundry, dishes, groceries, teaching, basketball, and Hazel.

HD –

LD-

Hazel-

Happy Weekend!