A Cow Licked My Hand 😋

We went up Stone Hill today! A little late in the afternoon, just like before, so it was a little chilly. But boy oh boy, getting up to the top, turning around and taking in the view — so worth it. Not to mention, the cows were there again! I’m pretty sure there’s one mama cow (the brown one) and four kids because the brown one seems the most unfazed by us. And when she moves onto the next patch of grass, the others follow suit. I was crouching down in front of one of the kids with my palm extended forward, pretending to hold food (sorry I forgot real food), when it approached me. We locked eyes for a good second or two, and seeing that I passed the “not a predator” check, it decided to sniff my hand. And lick it too! I think the taste of my skin surprised it, and so it jumped back, causing me to jump back, causing it to run away. Albeit brief, we had a connection, and I can’t wait to go back next time in hopes of rekindling it 💜