We had some friends-to-be knocking on our backdoor, seeking sanctuary with our pasture. The little red-striped legged folks here open the door and welcome them in, because along with peanut butter, they really like ice cream. I must be honest, it is just not their craving for the iced treat that motivates them; I’m certain they also are filled with the milk of human kindness.

I suppose some think those who wear red and white striped socks are strange . . . you know, the old fuddy duddies, but it has served a good purpose since our moo friends have heard the quote: I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.

Well, enough of that for an introduction. I was going to picture two newcomers, but the resolution on one of the pictures did not suit me so I will today just show you two pictures of the same new grazer and tomorrow you may meet Wild and Wooly.

This is Chubb Cow. Alison showed up with her yesterday morning and put her in my care. It’s kind of hard to capture her essence in a photo – but here are two attempts.