At 09:45 this morning, a mixed group of nineteen cattle were spread out grazing along the length of Sandy Hill. They ranged from youngsters 230 and 270 grazing among the gorse near ///email.dolls.trails to cows 214 and 234 grazing on the grass at the western end of the hill. The vast majority were grazing in smaller groups among the gorse bushes along the edge of the hill or further down the slope. They were quick to spot me through gaps in the bushes, poking their heads out before coming over to say hello. They were all very friendly, with most enjoying having loose pieces of gorse brushed from their backs before settling in for long neck and back scratches. Youngster 228 was especially friendly, following me as I went around checking on the others, occasionally giving me gentle nudges and head rubs to remind me that he wanted more attention. The cattle gradually drifted west along the hill, continuing to graze contentedly.
By 10:55, steers 20, 197, and 219 were grazing deep among the gorse bushes on the hillside near ///taxed.pods.fattest. As soon as youngster 219 spotted me, he quickly made his way out to say hello before settling in for a lengthy back scratch. He enthusiastically leaned into the scratch, shifting his weight from side to side whenever I reached a particularly itchy spot.
At 11:15, I was incredibly lucky to spot cow 211 lying on a patch of grass behind some gorse bushes on the hillside near ///nooks.multiply.fixture as I took a shortcut to look for steers 210 and 1640. She was absolutely fine but seemed to be enjoying some quiet time away from the others. She thoroughly enjoyed a long neck and chin scratch before thanking me with several licks. The boys were grazing in the gorse bushes about 110 metres further west. I wouldn't have found cow 211 today if I hadn't taken that route.
At 11:30, I found cow 940, the final member of the group, grazing on the grassy area southwest of James Bond Pond. She had wandered west and joined cow 234 and steers 33 and 220, who were all having a rest. I said my goodbyes shortly afterwards, leaving all four to make their way back towards Sandy Hill. All nineteen cattle — cows 211, 212, 214, 234, 940, and 1396, and steers 20, 21, 33, 35, 197, 210, 219, 220, 227, 228, 230, 270, and 1640 — were happy, relaxed, and in good condition.
At 11:50, the remaining six cattle were grazing beneath the Lookout near ///ironic.tasty.truly. Steers 217 and 271 were the first to spot me approaching and wandered over to greet me. Youngster 222 had been grazing further west but quickly came wading through the mud to say hello before settling in for a lengthy neck and back scratch. Cow 72 appeared about ten minutes later, making her way through the dense bracken to the northwest. She stopped for a drink from a pool of water before coming over for some attention. Steers 30 and 1626 were grazing further west, but steer 30 gradually made his way back to the group. I said my goodbyes just after 12:30, with steers 30, 217, 222, and 271 and cow 72 all resting peacefully and chewing their cud. Steer 1626 continued grazing contentedly on his own.
The cattle were all good today.