The Cows came a calling

I love country life. About 4:00 I was starting a fire in the wood burner in the basement when the dog started barking at the front door. That's usually about the time the kids who have a farm next door but don't live there come to visit when their dad does chores. What a surprise when Boston (the cow) and Slowpoke (the other cow) were at my front door. The dog was going berserk and I quickly got on the phone to tell the neighbor his cows were out. Then I went out to try to talk them into going back home. I'm not a cow whisperer. They ran away from me (even Slowpoke) despite my best efforts.

Fortunately, after a call tonight, our neighbor rounded them up and both cows are back at home tonight. I love country life.

Nancy