It all started when I was on the way home from an evening out with girlfriends. My friend was driving and decided to take the scenic route home, which means we took the gravel roads 😉 We were only about 5 miles from home but it was a road I don’t normally travel. I was enjoying the scenery when suddenly I spotted a milk cow in a pasture!! GASP! My friend hits the breaks, slows down the car. “What?!” she says. Somewhat embarrassed, I said, “Oh no, it’s okay. I just saw a milk cow.” (I’ve been looking for one for a while and here is one so close to home!) So she backs the car up and we take a better look. I note the house and the section of the road.
The next day I am telling hubby about it and we should stop and talk to the people. He agrees but is reluctant. People are usually stand-offish when you pull into their yards. But how else am I going to find my milk cow? 🙂 We drive by the farm, see the cow again, and her calf. It’s around 11 am on a Saturday. It took some coaxing but hubby pulled into the farm. We were discussing who would do the talking. Neither of us wanted to and we both wanted the other to do it. 😆 There’s a big German Shepherd looking at us, the house seems quiet. Oh, wait! There, a man is coming out of the house… Continue reading