Now that the snow has gone, Buttercup automatically heads toward the only place on the whole farm with green grass - my front lawn.
She's not supposed to be eating grass, just dry hay to help her lose weight.
She also found the spilled corn near the corn-burning furnace. Dan's been turning her out in the cemented yard where the dairy youngstock eat and drink (in summer) so she can explore on her own without temptations.
