Bearers of good tidings – er, I mean cows

LZP arranged to have a box come to my front door. It’s journey started from here:


Included was this card:

It sat above the special space ship packaging:

Freed to celebrate in our pasture, the guys looked like this:

Then I looked among their provisions and found all this:

I just ate a cow pie and must say it is much better than the kind you step in. Sorry, one sentence too many.
So . . .
Thank you, thank you , thank you