As I suggested last night, I went and visited the new herd
of young heifers in the field off Mill Lane
earlier. When I approached, they all walked away through a gap into the next field, except one.
Number 41 came over and established a tentative degree of familiarity. I’ll bet
she was the one who wanted to go home with the farmhands yesterday. I suspect
she’s an old soul cow who’s ready to be human in her next life.
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