When we’re popping to the shops, it’s always a treat to find the highland cattle in the Cutlins meadow. They come and go during the year, moved to other fields around the town. Sometimes we have members of the junior clan, sometimes the seniors, now and then a calf with mother and aunts. In summer we watch them flaked out, wherever they can find shade. In winter they seem much more spritely, or at least as spritely as a MacMoo ever gets. At the moment, with hoar frosty days, they are stoking up with plenty of hay – inside and out. They’re not tidy eaters.
The Cutlins footpath – ideal for MacMoo viewing
Tish Farrell 
Their grazing like that on the hoar frost meadow is like me sprawled on the couch. If only I could eat like that too, and get away with it.
Ha! Now I’m picturing you with hay in you beard. But then there is much to be said for all over sustenance. Are you still thawing in your neck of the woods? Here the temps struggle to get above zero for more than 5 minutes. We’re not used to this sustained frostiness, but are promised a bit of respite at the weekend. In the meantime, more Greek lentil soup on the Farrell menu.
Cold here too! Colder than normal. And doing lots of lentils ourselves, more the Indian variety. Life is good. Glad to be warm. Be well friend!
What a wonderful treat on your walk to the shops!
I don’t know why Highland cattle are such a treat, but they really are. We have a few round and about here too, and I always pause to say ‘hello’.
We always stop and say hello, but mostly they ignore us back.
Humph.
My thoughts too.
Still seasonably warm here which could mean storms are out there some where. Over night I understand and I don’t enjoy night time storms. The NOAH weather radio goes off too often with alerts and it upsets both myself and the dog.
I would so enjoy talking to the MOOs.
Night storms do not sound good.
Your macmoos look like a weird cross between cows and buffalo. I love them, those big furry guys.
Furry indeed. It’s like they are thatched 🙂
I don’t want to name names, but I’ve had dogs that looked like that. Fortunately a bit smaller!
Ha!
Should they not be a McCoo? 😀
Now I believe that’s another branch of the MacMoo clan 🙂
Oh, bless ‘em!
I’ll tell them you said so, Sue 🙂
Good!
Hope you and the Macmoos have a great Christmas
All the best to you, Pete.