This moo's for you....

..... wherever you are....

The cows cried all night long..... we went to bed around 1:00 and we could hear them off in the distance. When I opened the back door this morning, the sounds of those cows were as sad and as mournful as they were last night. As I type, it is 1:30 in the afternoon, and I can still hear the cows crying.

In my mind's eye, I can see the cows just pacing around their new pastures on the other side of the hills here, desperately searching for their calves who were not brought with them. The moo-ing is just so awful....... they start out with a low moo, and then it goes up an octave or two into a distinct moaning sound... then their moans go up another octave so it sounds like they're asking a question. I swear, for as long as we're in this house, I don't think I will ever get used to such sad sounds.

There's a TV commercial, for a cheese company, I think... they talk about their cheese coming from 'happy cows.' Well, I can tell you this.... if you separate a mama cow from her calf, you do not end up with a happy cow. This makes me wonder if the calves are also screaming out for their mamas once the babies realize their mothers have been transported to different pastures. Heaven only knows how sad those sounds can be.