Chased by a 500 pound Milk Dud!

Say Hello to Milk Dud! As you can see he's a cow...He's a milking cow, but he's a boy and you can't milk a boy cow, hence the name Milk Dud. Isn't he cute? He's extra friendly. So there I was in Utah for Thanksgiving. One of Peter's uncles has two cows. This one and the black one behind it. That's the momma cow, she's expecting a baby in January. Unfortunately poor Milk Dud here is being raised for meat, but he sure is cute.

So Peter heard that his uncle had a cow and he really wanted to go and see the cow. So we went over Thursday evening and saw the cow. I was happy with staying on the other side of the fence, but then they all went next to the cow so I figured it would be okay (I'm not a huge fan of large animals). Blaine (Peter's uncle) goes into a shed and pulls out some food to feed the cows. He hands a large bowl to Peter and immediately Milk Dud starts pushing Peter around to get to the food. The big Momma cow wanted some too. Peter dropped the bowl on the ground and the cows helped themselves to what was left. When they were done we all started walking back to the gate. Blaine was in the front, then Peter then me. As we walk back I hear footsteps coming closer to me. I look back and Milk Dud is chasing after me. I SCREAMED and took off running. My dear hubby heard me scream and he took off running :) Blaine turned around and by the time we got to the gate Milk Dud stopped running. We got inside the gate and shut it and then Milk Dud came bounding up to the gate and wanted to be loved.

The next day we went and talked to Milk Dud again. This time we stayed on the opposite side of the fence. He came bounding up to the fence and then wanted to smooch.

Just so darn cute! So yes I got chased by a 500 pound Milk Dud!

On our drive up to Utah we took a scenic detour and enjoyed Kolob Canyon. Isn't it pretty...by the way it was freezing up there!

So we drove up Wednesday morning and arrived at 10pm. Thursday was Thanksgiving. We rent a church gym and have a big Thanksgiving party. There were about 46 people there. Then on Friday Peter's family always does a big Oktoberfest party on the day after Thanksgiving. People make all kinds of yummy German food. Peter's grandpa made homemade root beer, it was great! We made Chicken Schnitzel. After dinner there was a lot of dancing.

Peter and Laurel participated in the Hat Dance. Basically musical chairs with hats.

We all participated in the Chicken Dance and the Hamburger dance.

The hats are funny. I had a pizza on my head at one point too.

Peter's dad called for him to do a dance. They were slapping the legs a lot. I grabbed the camera and started filming the dance. Peter was hooting and hollering, but by the time I filmed it he had stopped. Everyone was laughing and he felt stupid so he stopped. When the dance was done he came up to me and said, "You didn't just film that did you?" I said yes and then he handed the camera to Laurel and told her to tape both of us doing the next dance. So here are two of the dances we did that were caught on tape.





On our way to Utah we stopped in St. George for Frozen Custard....it was delicious!!!! We shared a strawberry flavored one. It was so good that on our way home on Saturday we stopped by again and each got our own. Peter got Oreo and I got raspberry. They were soo good!

We had a great time in Utah though our visit was very short. We have decided that we'll have to go up in the spring and we'll be flying. We hit massive traffic between Vegas and Barstow...we got home really late Saturday night. At one point on our drive home we're listening to a song that said, "There was a flash of light..." and right on the flash of light part the person behind us shone their brights at us. It was spooky how totally in tune with the music it was. We then got into the slower lane and let the car pass us. Each time the traffic came to a stand still Peter would say how we're totally flying next time. Then the traffic would pick up and he said, "Well this isn't too bad, we could totally drive next time." I kid you not, right after he said that we could see a ton of break lights ahead of us and then we came to a stand still. Peter changed his mind about the driving part. Once the traffic lightened up again he made the comment to drive again and I told him to be quiet since he jinxed us the first time. We were in traffic for about 1 1/2 hours....it was awful!

However, the highlight besides the frozen custard on Saturday was that we met up for breakfast with a couple of Peter's friends from BYU. It was way cool to finally meet Melissa and Vince and Linda. I read their blogs all the time and comment, and now I've finally met them. I'm just bummed that we didn't get a picture...I suppose there's always next time....we're still planning on coming again in the spring.

Oh yes and I have to say that we came home and it had rained, but then today was in the 70's....yes I love living here and visiting the snow once in a while.