There is something about a hay loft. Quite, dimly lit, peaceful. And it smells wonderful. Seriously, there in nothing more intoxicating than the smell of fresh hay. And being surrounded by it is heavenly.
Look at those views!
I suppose it is what cows would refer to as a gold mine. But instead of mining for gold they are searching for hay. And instead of making nice jewelry, they just eat it all.
Too bad cows can't climb ladders...
They will never find the hidden treasure.
But every night we are good, nice people and let our cows feast on some of their gold.
While the poor dears on the other side of the fence look up in agony as they wait for their treasure to fall. I guess the
But we leave no cow unfed, because after all... a full cow is a happy cow!
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