Happy Moo Year!
One of these calves brought his own hay along to greet me by the fence. He was very well mannered and didn't moo with his mouth full.
(Stayed up last night just to hear Big Ben's bongs, and tuned into the wrong channel, so missed them! Still, we switched over and saw London's fireworks. Then off to bed.)
Hope your new year's day has been a good one.