Every day, I go into the barn to toss over two bales of hay into the cows’ hay feeder that is located inside their outdoor access stall.
They go right at it.
That’s BP on the left. She looks horrible, as usual. She’s the picture of a cow who’s had a hard life. It’s hard to put weight on a cow that is of this age and this condition. Believe it or not, she looks better than she did when I got her, and this certainly isn’t her best angle. I’m still looking for her best angle. I’ll find it one day! She’s a good cow.
Glory Bee is on the right. Despite the fact that she receives the same treatment (currently) as BP, she looks about 10,000 times better. But then, I raised her from a calf, with her mother, and she’s never been put through the dairy industry.
Since the only adult cow I’ve ever had and milked is BP, I wonder all the time at Glory Bee. She’s such an awesome creature.
Her bee-hind is stable, by the way. No change! I’m rooting for a Christmas calf!