The Cow holds Court
Dec. 9th, 2011 02:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
primsongI dearly love going by the field at the end of our road each day where Cow peacefully grazes or stands beneath the big fir tree, watching the cars putt by. Cow holds court over a middling sized field with a tiny brook running through a bit of it, she and Baby-Cow (who is now nearly Teenager-Cow) amiably stand in the winter sun, swishing tails and nosing at bits of hay.
Almost invariably ranged around Cow is an irregular circle of little goats, cinnamon-sugar and taffy and licorice colored friendly nannies who follow their leader wherever she goes. If Cow stands under the tree, they graze near the tree or play among its roots. If Cow stands over by the hay, there they faithfully go also. It makes a delightful picture on a cold morning to see Cow up to her knees in hay with Baby-Cow by her side and a little circle of cheerful goat-heads all sticking up out of the hay around her.
A white turkey was added this past summer and a little turkey-house which promptly filled up with curious goats. The turkey house was retired and the turkey began settling in. "Someone's Thanksgiving dinner," we thought - but no, there it still is. And turkeys being very social, it has taken to following everyone else around too, as an honorary goat. Now when I drive by, there stands Cow, holding court amid the green and gold winter grasses with a circle ranged all around her, the soft brown little goats and one white turkey, all drifting along in perfect harmony.
Almost invariably ranged around Cow is an irregular circle of little goats, cinnamon-sugar and taffy and licorice colored friendly nannies who follow their leader wherever she goes. If Cow stands under the tree, they graze near the tree or play among its roots. If Cow stands over by the hay, there they faithfully go also. It makes a delightful picture on a cold morning to see Cow up to her knees in hay with Baby-Cow by her side and a little circle of cheerful goat-heads all sticking up out of the hay around her.
A white turkey was added this past summer and a little turkey-house which promptly filled up with curious goats. The turkey house was retired and the turkey began settling in. "Someone's Thanksgiving dinner," we thought - but no, there it still is. And turkeys being very social, it has taken to following everyone else around too, as an honorary goat. Now when I drive by, there stands Cow, holding court amid the green and gold winter grasses with a circle ranged all around her, the soft brown little goats and one white turkey, all drifting along in perfect harmony.
