15th October 2014

What colours we have here now. Most of the leaves are changing colour and when it blows a lot are falling off. The bracken has definitely had it. We can now find a bit of grass among it which is good because it is always nice to eat something from a place for the first time.

This hill, which we can see from the top of the park, is called Doddington and apparently, there are lots of cattle near there. Apparently they are black and white, extraordinary. Even more strangely they have so much milk that the two legged lot take it for them selves. This is all so far fetched I think they must be pulling my leg again.

Any way how do they know all this? None of us have ever left the park and no other cattle, of what ever colour, have ever been here to tell us this ridiculous tale.

Yet another calf was born a few days ago. There are lots of us calves now though I am clearly the most important.

Wilde TIC (the important calf).