No fences . . . no sign of anyone attending to the animals . . . just roaming around free. One day we stopped for lunch next to a little pond and the entire hour we were there, a cow was walking around, ringing his bell which was hanging around his neck. He never stopped moving. He must have been nuts!! How could he handle having that bell contstantly ringing, so close to his ears? I know it was driving all of us crazy and we wanted him to stop moving.
Will probably be a sausage on someone's sandwich next year . . .