Short cattle blog.

As you know, I am raising calves.

Sweet little fat happy calves.

And when you say their names, and give them food, this is what they do.

 But on the inside, I think they're all like this:

And they always seem to forget who I am, though I frequently go in.

But as soon as I greet them, stroke them, they figure out "Hey, it's FOODLADY!!"

And they proceed to lick me. Repeatedly.

It's nice to be appreciated.

Even when I get covered in slime.

Love, The Paina.