The neighbours are home! Yep, and they are real cows! These lovely ladies will be resident for the summer now. I always know when "proper" summer has arrived when these lovelies mooooove in (sorry, couldn't resist that one. I will go and smack myself with the kipper).
The first cut of silage is done, then they get to go in, clean up the edges and enjoy the sunshine. Oh yes, and fertilise :) I have not been quick enough to get the pheasant crash landing yet, but I am sure I will. I will have to remember to put the camera on sport mode though as the whole point is the landing. Coming in to land, legs down, wings up, slow it down, prepare for a delicate touch down and .......... oooooops to high! Too fast! legs not down enough ............. OH NO! CRASH and roll over and over, soooooo amusing, even better than last year when moving preciously mentioned cows, one went walk about and lad came to door, overalls and wellies, really looking like the farmer I am sure he is going to be, "please Mrs, can I have my cow back!" You don't get that in the city lol.
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Are they milkers? Or did you have it in the freezer by the time he'd plucked up the courage to ask??!!!
May you continue to enjoy your neighbours for many years to come.
"Please Mrs, can we have our ball back" just doesn't have the same ring to it LOL
Toni :o)
What fabulous neighbours to have, mines all have dogs that honestly bark all day long....then you get the "cat's chorus" of dogs barking all around the neighbourhood, my wee fudge, never joins in, she is such a good girl. Hope you get some nice fresh milk.....Enjoy, hugs Avril xxxx
Of course when Tom saw this photo, he had already got one dissected and wrapped in the freezer ready, and still laughs hysterically at his own joke of shouting "Mint Sauce" every time he sees sheep. Fortunately for me, we live in suburbia ,,,,,
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