Last night Liz 'n' Jade and Alan were standing around outside the milk house talking while Beck turned out cows and I saved calf milk. The boss was milking "bucket" cows. I went out to open the heifer pasture gate and put up the electric fence.....
Pet cows tend to see people who are standing still as folks in need of a job. Thus old Heather was by Liz, holding her head just right for scratching and a tame young heifer, Clair, was getting Jade to pet her. Both cows were behind the speakers, just sneaking a little social grooming, and not intruding on the conversation much.
Liz offered to do the gates for me, so I paused for a minute to laugh about the cows hanging around the folks just as if they were joining the conversation.
As soon as Liz left, Heather, deprived of attention, came over to Alan. However, he didn't suit her, so she very carefully, very sneakily, tip-toed over behind Jade. She stuck her head neatly between him and Clair, and then sliced that heifer away from him like a surgeon. She probably weighs at least 900 pounds...possibly more, she is good-sized for a Jersey...but she squeezed herself between him and Clair so neatly that he didn't even notice the exchange. Didn't bump him in the slightest, although she physically moved Clair plenty.
Soon he was petting a big ol' Jersey head instead of a young Holstein and Clair was wondering what the heck happened. I was the only other one who noticed and got a good laugh out of it.
So, Let Me Get This Straight...
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