What a strange little animal! The calf ran over to my van like a dog welcoming his human home. He actually came up to the driver's door.
What did the crazy little maverick want? He took off in front of the van in the direction I wanted to drive. He hogged the road and wouldn't let me pass, although I came close a half dozen times. I was afraid to run over him. Finally I stopped, he stopped, and I threw rocks at him.
This was getting strange. He was a half mile from mommy. What on earth is the rancher feeding these animals?
Last night my dog and I went on our sunset walk. As a dog gets older each minute of quality time gets more precious. Three more neighbors came up to visit, but they stayed on their side of the cattle gate. Tall, noble, beautiful. The horses graze in a lower pasture, about a half mile from camp.
On this morning's ride, I saw some pretty odd cattle. I can't remember ever seeing them in the flesh before.
Strange bovines with those humps and floppie ears. Goofy looking.