I met some furry friends who are looking for directions on how to get to California, where the happy cows live.
I told them to just follow their breaths.
This young one dreams of warmer days when he won't have snow on his back and icicles hanging from his belly.
Those eyes look so sad! But I think they are just frozen that way. See the ice on the nose? Maybe Wisconsin cows aren't as happy as I thought.