Old Gondor died Thursday night.
Paul brought her over to the coral from the paddock where she was grazing.
She was 10 year old, which is oldish for a cow, but this age alone should not prevent her from carrying her pregnancy to full, normal term.
She just went to sleep and didn't wake up. She is buried in front of the coral where she had her last apple feast and we'll plant an apple tree in her memory.
She gave us 7 calves. Lizi, her latest and one only daughter, will carry her genes further.
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Sleep well Old Gondor! Look over the herd from the pasture in the sky!
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