On guard dad!
When I was a child I would hang around the barn while my father milked the cow. He used to tell me to look at the star at the end of the cows teet. Simpleton little Vonda took the bait and of course was shot in the eye with a squirt of warm milk all the while my father hooting with laughter. I do believe this happened more than once. See what I mean? Simpleton.
Back off cow bag!
I actually warned the farmer that he should watch out. Cows of this nature do strange things.
In all seriousness, the farmer had somewhat of a blue birthday this year. Kelli was good natured enough to cheer him up with her silliness and it seemed to do the trick.
This comes a month and a half late but I wanted to remind the farmer how much I love him and that I appreciate how he loves me, our children and our grandchildren. I know as humans we don't say how we feel often enough but I feel so blessed to have his love, loyalty and sweet patient nature in my life. We have been through many things together and he has always been unwavering in his love and support. I can only hope that he feels the same from me while he grieves for his father and brothers.
Happy belated birthday my love.....for I do love you more than you know.