The cattle loved the grass. They were acting like the grass was a drug. I figured that after several wheelbarrows of grass they would get satisfied. Nope. I had to act fast as they would knock the wheelbarrow over by going for the grass. Several times a cow half-climbed into the wooden feeder to reach the grass as I wasn't putting it into the feeder fast enough and spreading it out. And one time a cow was so anxious to eat the grass she stepped on my right foot her front left hoof. I had to hit her repeatedly with my hands on her side to get her to move and step off my foot. A big cow but surprisingly my foot is fine.
And I mowed the ditch across the road and near my mailbox. I didn't quite get it done before dark, and therefore didn't get a photo of it. It was a larger area to mow.





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