We were out for a drive and I saw some cows.
MD knows the signs (of my twitchy camera fingers) by now, so he pulled up.
I remembered back when I had my cows, that a little gentle call of "come on, come on" would always bring them over.
It worked for #23
#33 got a bit spooked ...
... at first, but then she just couldn't resist
#27 stopped chewing long enough to come and give me the once-over
and Jess was downright friendly
All the rest of them had a bit of a discussion and decided it'd be safe enough to meander over and get their photos taken too.
But, by that time, I saw signs of movement over at the farmhouse and, as I was practically trespassing, and had disturbed the whole mob, thought it was best to get going.
Good fun!
Here's a link to a previous post about my favourite cow I had years ago

















