So, tonight Brandon gets home and asks, “How long have the cows been gone?”
Huh? Gone? Our six friendly cows were in the pasture this morning…. I didn’t see or hear any kind of rucous this afternoon. Not a clue as to where they could be.
After calling the neighbors, Brandon and our friend James jump on the pit bikes to go check the neighboring pastures. Sure enough, they found them.
We must have been a sight…. two guys on what look like motorcycles for kids, herding six cows, and me in my slippers opening gates. Wish I had a photo of random moments like this. What a friday evening.