At 09:45 this morning, cows 72, 214, 234, and 940, along with steer 222, were grazing contentedly in the pasture northeast of Horse Pond, near ///signs.singers.zone. Youngsters 220 and 271 were grazing a little further north, deeper among the gorse bushes. They were all very friendly, coming over one by one to say hello before settling in for long neck scratches and back rubs. Their coats were lovely and soft following yesterday's rain. Over time, the cattle made their way south towards the main path before drifting west towards Horse Pond for a refreshing drink. Youngsters 220 and 271 were lagging a little behind, but knew where the others had gone. All seven were happy, relaxed, and looking well.
By 10:40, the remaining eighteen cattle were at the western end of the Sandy Bowl. Most were lying down, relaxing and chewing their cud, either in the shade of the trees or on the grassy islands. Steers 20, 33, and 230 were grazing deep within the gorse bushes to the northwest, but gradually emerged to join the main group. Youngster 230 was the first out, coming straight over to say hello and settling in for a long back rub. His wound was looking clean and attracting very few flies as it continues to heal.
The others were more than happy to be approached as I made my way around checking on them, with most enjoying plenty of fuss. As time went on, several took turns getting up and coming over to stand beside me, leaning in for long neck and back scratches. Youngster 270's graze was looking better today, with the rain doing a good job of cleaning it yesterday. Youngster 227 was especially friendly today, coming over to see me multiple times, each time receiving plenty of attention and thanking me with gentle head rubs. Finally, he settled in a comfortable spot at the very edge of the trees, in front of the large grassy island. After a long neck rub, youngster 219 stretched right out on his side and thoroughly enjoyed a belly rub. Older steers 20 and 30 decided they wanted a grassy island to themselves and settled down together on the island to the north. I said my goodbyes at 12:25, with all eighteen resting peacefully, a few even having a doze. All eighteen were happy, relaxed, and looking well.
As I was leaving, I wandered back to the first group of seven, who were all lying down, relaxing and chewing their cud near ///apprehend.cries.mistaken, close to where they'd been grazing earlier. They were all huddled together and looked comfortable, but were happy to receive some attention as they rested. I said my goodbyes at 13:00, leaving them all settled together and chewing their cud.
The cattle were all good today.
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