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| Calves like their heads scratched, and Scott obliges |
After supper he strolls across the road to check on his cattle in the pasture over there.
"It's my enjoyment in the evenings," I heard him say.
They are practically pets.
The calves can't resist coming up to check you out, they are so curious. Their mothers aren't much different, but here they're keeping an eye on their calves. I think. Maybe they're wanting their heads scratched, too.
In our home pasture at the moment are only one cow with her calf and two heifers.
He said, “I should put another mother and little one in there so the calf will have a playmate. They're just like kids, you know.”
