Chapter 38

Colten grabbed a rope halter off a hook beside Lola Belle’s pen and placed it over the cow’s face. With the rope secured, he opened the gate and led Lola Belle out. The barn was connected to a small turnout where the cows were able to exercise and stretch in a safe environment. Colten got Lola Belle into the turnout, then tied the harness up to a hitching post.

“So, what do we do first?” I asked. He’d given me a rundown of what he had to do, but I couldn’t remember all the steps.

“We gotta wash her.”

It was the most ridiculous thing I’d ever done in my life, washing a cow. Luckily, I’d come prepared in an old pair of jeans and a faded T-shirt. My sneakers would survive a trip through the mud, too.

At least the cow was well trained and tolerated the water and soap. I’d imagined us chasing it around the pen, trying to keep it still. In fact, Lola Belle seemed to enjoy the attention and the brushing.