We had a loose herd of cows wander through our back yard one night when we were living in Indiana. Of course we had three acres, so they had lots of room to roam. We were worried that they'd get out on the highway though. It never occurred to me to call 911! I called our neighbor, across the road, who had dairy cows, thinking they might be his. He said they likely belonged to a man down the road who had some of his cows penned on our side of the road, and he gave me his number. I called him, woke him up (it was after midnight) and he came down and herded them a little further down the road where a friend of his had a field with a sturdy fence. It was an exciting night!
The snow looks pretty; I hope we don't get much of it this year, though. Too many things we have to do to have to fool with it!
Yesterday, when the weather was absolutely dreadful and the conditions of the roads were treacherous, they made Steve work and only let him have an hour off. He drove home in the pit of the storm that we knew was coming...
Today, when it's bright and shiny, the roads are relatively stablized...they let Steve come home. Right now.
Apparently, no one but Steve and his boss and one other person came in. So they're calling it a day. Ha!
That's ok with me.
See you guys later!