The Cows Come Home

This is the street of our future home. It is on one of the few back streets in Bircii, and is usually pretty quiet...(Our house is the blue one.)

Except when the cows come home.
The cows of the village are daily led to pasture in the surrounding fields and forest.
The number of cows you own determines how many days each month you spend caring for them while they pasture.


At dusk the cows are brought back to the village to meet with their owners.

The cows at the end of our street had found our place to be a great place for a bedtime snack.

This is one reason for the fence.

Of course, our diner is still not closed. The chickens have heard of our reputation, too.