This week the boy and I went to visit my in-laws at "The Farm." "The Farm" is in quotes because in my mind a farm is technically where one plows, puts seeds in the ground, and then when it is harvested there is food involved somehow. "The Farm" is more of a ranch with cows. I do have to say that they "farm" hay, but there are no plows, combines, etc. Everyone in the family just calls it "The Farm," so that is what I am forced to call it.
While we were on "The Farm" we took out the Gator out so the boy could hear and see the cows.
At first they weren't really very interested in us.
Then a few noticed that we were just sitting there in the pasture.
Then they started to surround us.
They got a bit close for my comfort.
But, after awhile, they decided that we weren't worth the effort and moved on with their busy lives.
Oh, Are you guys still here? 
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