Being that I am a vegetarian and sometimes have a little hippy sitting on my shoulder I have a hard time imagining these little calves as food. As I watch them playing in the pasture and just enjoying life I get a little knot in my stomach and have to look a way. Then the cowgirl on my other shoulder slaps the hippy and says get a grip.
Peace, love and cow manure
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I especially liked this post. Your story was so cute.
You really have a way with words. You were a very busy blogger today and I enjoyed it all. Those two calves in the grass were so cute.
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