Storm Breaks and Chain Cows

Finally, in the wee hours of the morning, the snow and wind let up. So far it looks like everything survived, but the drifts are so deep in spots it's possible a cow could be buried and we won't find her until spring. The storm was pushed out by an Artic air mass, which means it's fifteen degrees below zero, but we were able to get out and feed all the cows so they're happier than in the midst of the storm.

It also meant I finally had time to show the Chain Cow around the ranch. (If you don't know the story of the cow, check it out here). She was wishing she'd haired up for winter before making the trip. Here she is, catching a wave--Montana style.

After taking my photos I stuck her in my pocket and went on doing chores, which in my case meant packing hay to horses. I forgot all about the cow until I was headed back to the house. I'm afraid she won't be quite as spiffy when she reaches her next destination.

So, who's next on the Chain Cow blog tour? First to raise their hand gets her, although she did mention she was hoping for someplace quite a bit farther south.