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As near as I could figure these ladies were playing the bovine equivalent of 'King of the Hill'. Sides had clearly been chosen and some strategizing was occurring between rounds. I thought I heard a bit of name calling as well. But that may have been the wind whistling between my ears. Game-play continued well into the afternoon and was called off on account of a milking time-out. Then again they may have been jockeying for position at the feeding trough.
P.S. Feel free to call this an udder disaster, or any other barn yard punnery that comes to mind.
Enjoy and your comments welcomed.