Description
I’ve got to say it: I’m a darned lucky steer and I’m sorry if I’m naughty sometimes, but I am just so happy to be alive. I was born in June of 2018 but my mother did not want to feed me when I was born, so I was relegated to a small and yucky paddock where I was all alone. The plan was, they said, to put me in the freezer. I had never seen a freezer but it didn’t sound like a good plan to me. I’m so lucky to have been brought here where I have my friends Carmen and Brandy, and lots of people who come to get kisses from me.
I have big fuzzy ears, and nice soft fur. People love to pet me. It’s true, once in a while I think it’s so much fun to chase the volunteers. It’s only a little game, so I never can understand why shriek when we play it. By the way, my full name is Peter Martin Davidson, after Farmer Anne’s great great grandfather. I’m a Brown Swiss cow but I’m glad to be named after a handsome Scotsman.
