tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655331047420981527.post6329428896110492430..comments2024-01-07T14:40:10.488-07:00Comments on The Nickel and Dime Ranch: Grass Fed Doesn't Mean Eating The Front Yard!Bridgethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06057947365589446443noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655331047420981527.post-54265680726340769812011-06-15T06:45:05.280-06:002011-06-15T06:45:05.280-06:00I'm loving getting your posts--and the post ab...I'm loving getting your posts--and the post about compost wasn't the least bit boring--in fact quite informative.<br /><br />I'm living vicariously through your blog, what I would be loving doing if my health would allow such ventures! <br /><br />One day, when we return to NM, for another trip, I'd love to drop in and meet you in person!!Pattilouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17517413155581097319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655331047420981527.post-84520654448243795332011-06-14T08:31:45.317-06:002011-06-14T08:31:45.317-06:00I'm with you Bridget, cows are smart.. Growin...I'm with you Bridget, cows are smart.. Growing up we raised several "hand fed" calves... They're very inquisitive. Very playful, which can be dangerous~~ At 10 I was corned by "Babe" and rammed into a fence several times with that big head.. 2 broken ribs, and Babe was butchered shortly there after.. my poodle Pierre saved me by barking, biting her heels to get her away.... I don't think we've had a cow on this property since... Remind me to tell you the story of our baby lamb Butch, who grew up to be extremely mean ( thanks to the teasing of my brother & neighborhood kids)... JeanieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com