Future farmers of America?

This sheep followed us everywhere. I named him Hermie.

I felt he needed a name because all the dairy cows had names.
This one is creatively named "Josie".


Frito? There must be a story...
The cows are waiting to be milked.
I have a picture of that process, but I decided not to post it for fear of people's reactions. Oh, well. Suffice it to say, it looks pretty uncomfortable.
Notice the cow in the foreground.
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