Music, tyres and calfs

My daily company here are thirty cows, including quite a few bull calfs. We don't normally interfere with each others lives, sometimes I've given them food but they don't seem to remember me from time to time, they merely accept me as I am.  

In the morning Thomas, the choir leader, came to record a saxophone part to the recordings I made of his choir. We also went through the different takes, deciding which to keep. I'll work on them later on to send him a first draft of mixes and then we'll meet up again. I guess we'll be ready by next week.

I really needed to move about after sitting down most of the day so I went to change my tyres of my car to winter ones, one of them had a puncture so I delivered it to the company who can deal with that sort of thing and put it on my car tomorrow, when its' fixed. 
While I was changing tyres, one of the cows lay really close by on the other side of  the electric fence, looking intensely on what I was doing. I tried to explain but she didn't seem to get it. Then she arose and revealed her little newborn, her/his name is 0234.6 and is really cute. Since they belong to my closest family around here, maybe I can call her my cowsin,