Royalty Ranch Miniature Cows

⚠️ Public Service Announcement: Do NOT Buy a Highland Cow ⚠️
(A cautionary tale from people who definitely should’ve known better…)

It starts innocently.
You’re scrolling one evening, minding your own business, when you see it…
A fluffy.
Wind-blown.
Bang-wearing.
Caramel-colored Highland calf.
You say something casual like,
“Aw, that’s cute.”
That’s how it gets you.
Next thing you know, you’re “just going to look” at one in person. Strictly educational. Purely observational. You are strong. You are responsible. You are not impulsive.
Then it looks at you.
With the bangs.
And the nose.
And the tiny little hooves.
And suddenly you own a Highland.
But it’s fine. You only wanted one.
Except… Highlands don’t like being alone. So obviously you need a second one. For companionship. You’re basically a livestock humanitarian at this point.
Then you realize there are different colors.
Silver.
Brindle.
White.
Red.
Dunn.
Black.
Now it’s not a farm.
It’s a collection.
You start saying things like:
“We don’t have a silver yet.”
“She would pair beautifully with him.”
“This one has exceptional hair genetics.”
“It’s an investment.”
Your pasture is full. Your trailer is hooked up. Your friends stop asking questions.
You begin attending sales “just to watch.”
You do not just watch.
At some point you realize you don’t own cattle…
You own fluffy lawn ornaments with horns.
And you wouldn’t trade them for anything.
So please — let this be your warning.
Highland cattle are not livestock.
They are addictive.
They are a collector’s hobby disguised as a cow.
And once you start…
You will never, ever have enough.
— Signed,
People Who Definitely Only Planned On Buying One 🐮✨

Snuggles with the king of the flock, Daryl.