This is Seventy-Eight. She’s a Salers cow and she’s my buddy. I should look up her official name on her cow passport. All cows have passports here, pink cards that list their details.
One year old heifers are usually jumpy, but Seventy-Eight is always the first to come and see me when I show up in the paddock. That grass behind her looks pretty good, too. I find it odd that the grass is in good shape when the trees still do not have leaves.
This is one of the old girls lounging as the sun rises. Tomorrow the herd crosses our road into a new paddock that we’ve been fencing. I like it when they move on, they get to play in a new space and touch grass that hasn’t been eaten for many months.