Lovely and poignant post by author Neva Bodin on today’s Writing Wranglers and Warriors. Be sure to give it a read.
“Yeah, that’s a lot of hamburger on the hoof!” “Just a dumb critter.” Both of these observations have been carelessly made regarding cows. But…there was a cow….
Her name was Penny. A dark red coat covered her from hoof to ears, making her look like she wore a turtleneck sweater. A white face and pink nose completed her bovine look. A big sandpaper tongue could rough you up with love if you got too close. Her motive in life, primal or pure–she wanted to be a mama.
This story starts in late spring. For the third year in a row, Penny took matters into her own hands…er…hooves. Our plans just weren’t put into action quick enough for Penny.
On a beef farm, the annual births of calves are scheduled. Shelter space, marketing time, and weather all figure in. On our Minnesota farm, the bull was re-united with his cow harem each…
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