Made it to the Lake District! And… our cottage window appears to be the streaming entertainment for a heard of cows 🧐
The rain has intensified and the cows have all moved (presumably) for cover.
Except one.
I dub this cow “the watcher”.
Day 2.
Opened curtains to find ourselves surrounded before dawn.
Suspect black cows of forming a cult. Brown and white cows do not yet seem to be in on the plan.
Defences are holding. Cows not yet realised that there is another door to the cottage.
Day 3: Visuals have been restricted.
Subtle interest is no longer an option.
A dedicated spy has been selected by the herd.
