Well done nana McHugh.
There's another six parked beneath her fuggy feathery fluff.
Got home from the Burger Brisneyfest to find G-Man covered in mud - again. He'd just dragged another cow out of the sludge. Got to somehow entice them out of that paddock and back to the lean pickings of our fields. The only grass we have left is bladey grass, which they hate - very sharp on the tongue - but sprayed with molassas it transforms into cow candy.
He's currently up in the container paddock with a box full of sprinkler fittings, lengths of ag pipe and a pump setting up a watering system to try to get something ANYTHING growing.