Today I picked the last ears of corn from my first planting. Then I pulled up the stalks and took them to the small cow lot. My cow and her little friend have plenty to eat, but they like some variety in their diet. You know, sorta like how me and Cliff like to splurge for a Mocha Frappe at McDonald's twice a week.
Pay no mind to Iris, who thinks there's a possibility she will eventually scare a cow; that hasn't happened yet.