Another day, another adventure for the Starry Sky folks. Outside my window this week I have seen this scene more than once:

That would be ours!  The cow I mean.  (Actually the boy is ours too ; )) This one falls under the general category of "Kim’s great ideas".  We have been toying around with the idea of starting some beef cattle for quite some time but Allen has this maddening habit of waiting til we are prepared before jumping into a new project. Practical as that may be, we rarely ever feel truly prepared so things get put off til the inevitable happens.  It usually shakes down like this: phone rings, friend says "Hey, we have a (fill in the blank). Do you want it?" I usually say "Ooooh Yes!!"  then figure out a reeeeeally nice dinner to break it to Allen.  I owe him a reeeeeeally nice dinner this week. <g> 

Some friends of ours are moving unexpectedly and offered us a heifer they had just picked up at the sale barn. We brought her home Tuesday despite our current cow-smarts deficit. Her homecoming was followed promptly by a flurry of phone calls to rancher friends and a trip to the library. She seems no worse for wear in spite of our ignorance. I like to think what we lack in experience we make up for in enthusiasm. (hey, it worked for parenthood!)

Aidan seems to be a natural born cow-boy.  He is trying his darndest to make friends with the wary calf. His dad is equally pleased. Apparently a cow ranks somewhat higher than dairy goat on the macho ranch animal charts. Hmmmph. I say you never saw any self respecting goat stick her tongue in her nose. To each his own. The men folk are happy as can be and I am willing to put money on them getting her a friend before long. After all it sounds way better to be a cattle rancher than a ‘cow’ rancher lol!

Her name? Merry Moo Cow. I didn’t make that news I just report it. <g>