The cows did not want to move off the mud covered rock road because the amount of moisture this winter has caused everything to turn bog-like. Stepping off the road could leave a critter stuck up to her belly in goo.
We had no choice but to follow along with the slow moving traffic of this day. Then we had to wait for the ‘ladies’ to decide which feeder they would let us close enough to drop the morning breakfast slabs of sweet hay.
No one was going to be moving fast during this very sluggish, morning commute.