Over the weekend, we rented a trailer and picked up two pairs of cows from two different farms. One steer (destined for the freezer) and a heifer (she’ll be a cow once she has a baby, we named her Brigid) from nearby, then an older cow (Millie) and her calf from five hours away.

It took some bowls of sweet feed (think sugar cookies for cattle), but they might have forgiven us for the trip.

We’re waiting for a DNA test to see if the calf will be steered or remain a bull and become the herd sire.