Remy was out in a wet section of the field, pawing away the snow and eating Sedge. They normally hate Sedge and won't eat it, but I guess he had a taste for something different this morning:
Blue was nearby, doing likewise. They both had just eaten grain and had ample supplies of good hay, both outdoors and inside the barn. They just felt like eating Sedge that morning:
When I walked over to see the cows, Remy and Blue followed me. I'd turned off the electric fence to make a repair, and Remy wanted to "help:"
Scarlett watched me closely, perhaps hoping I'd brought more grain out with me:
They'd already had all the grain they were going to get, so they soon turned their attention back to the bale feeder:
Blue decided he wanted some of that hay too, but those cows sure looked like giants to him. Rosella has her head down in the photo, but I don't remember seeing any threat by her toward Blue. It sure does look that way in the photo, though, doesn't it?:
Returning to the house, I saw a lone Junco hopping around the snowy ground beneath the bird feeders. Juncos, like Mourning Doves, never seem to eat at the feeders but love to pick up seed which has dropped on the ground:
When I studied Ornithology, they were called Slate-Colored Juncos, but now they are termed Dark-Eyed Juncos. Similarly, English Sparrows have been changed to House Sparrows, Sparrow Hawks to American Kestrels and Rufous-sided Towhee to Eastern Towhee:
A Hairy Woodpecker was pigging out at the suet cake and ignored my presence even when all the other birds flew away. He knew a good thing when he found it:
The dogs had been in their fenced yard all this time and were happy to see me:
But Seamus, with his extra long legs, was the only one willing to push through the snow to follow me around:
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