Our very own version of "Barnyard."
"Randall, there is a cow outside."
"It's a cow farm. You're gonna find cows outside."
"No, I mean right outside. Looming. Like a ghost... Like a... a reaper."
"Naw, cows don't like houses much. They prefer it out in the meadow, where they can get a graze on!"
We really had a cow "right outside." Not so sure that it was looming as much as it was eating up our lawn, but there was a cow out there.
I did my darnedest to get the cow back in the pasture through the gate, but it was to no avail. Apparently, I look too much like an unwelcome relative and she retreated up the driveway. I woke up hubby and sent him after her. He got to the top of the driveway just in time to watch a car honking its horn, scaring the cow even farther down the road.
These are not our cows, but someone who rents the land from my grandpa. Unfortunately, these cows have tried - on more than one occasion - to take over our yard. The do-wappy little fence we have around our yard isn't enough to keep them out.
"Stupid Suzy" - as I like to call her - is back in the pasture now, and the cows' owner has fixed the fence - for now. But, it's been our experience over the last year, that once a cow gets into our yard once, she's back in there several times again. Unless he takes this cow to another one of his pastures, I fear we'll have more dealings with Suzy looming in our yard.
What a way to start the day!
"It's a cow farm. You're gonna find cows outside."
"No, I mean right outside. Looming. Like a ghost... Like a... a reaper."
"Naw, cows don't like houses much. They prefer it out in the meadow, where they can get a graze on!"
We really had a cow "right outside." Not so sure that it was looming as much as it was eating up our lawn, but there was a cow out there.
I did my darnedest to get the cow back in the pasture through the gate, but it was to no avail. Apparently, I look too much like an unwelcome relative and she retreated up the driveway. I woke up hubby and sent him after her. He got to the top of the driveway just in time to watch a car honking its horn, scaring the cow even farther down the road.
These are not our cows, but someone who rents the land from my grandpa. Unfortunately, these cows have tried - on more than one occasion - to take over our yard. The do-wappy little fence we have around our yard isn't enough to keep them out.
"Stupid Suzy" - as I like to call her - is back in the pasture now, and the cows' owner has fixed the fence - for now. But, it's been our experience over the last year, that once a cow gets into our yard once, she's back in there several times again. Unless he takes this cow to another one of his pastures, I fear we'll have more dealings with Suzy looming in our yard.
What a way to start the day!
October 2, 2008 1:40 PM
Sounds like "Suzy" just wants to be friends. LOL! Cute story.
October 2, 2008 7:12 PM
Heh, where's that A-1 when you need it.
October 3, 2008 2:48 PM
I see you have a new counter! I can't believe this little booger is almost here.
October 3, 2008 7:01 PM
My parents own a farm and we are always putting goats back in. Ugh!
October 3, 2008 7:04 PM
That is funny!