I really miss her.
It reminds me of the way I felt when my kids were toddlers and my mom would take them home with her for a day. Somehow the house just didn't feel right with them gone.
Bonnie doesn't spend a lot of time near the house, and there are days when I only see her a couple of times, briefly. But I always know all I have to do is yell, "Sook, calf," and if she is in earshot I'll hear an answering "Mooooo", and then she'll come running full-speed toward me, her calf in hot pursuit. I know it isn't affection for me that makes her answer my call; it's her desire for sweet feed. But it's still nice to know I can count on her to acknowledge me.
She's due to come in heat Thursday or Friday. Hopefully the deed will be done by Saturday and my cow can come back where she belongs.
By the way, the only reason Sassy and Tude are showing such interest in this event is not that they're concerned about Bonnie leaving. It's the trailer that caught their eye; where there's a trailer, they've learned, there's liable to be a new horse they haven't met.
