Beulah's Big Morning Out

| 5/12/2013 10:11:33 PM

I've often heard that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over, expecting a different outcome.  Well, if that's the case, then last Thursday, I was clearly insane!

Let me start at the beginning.

We were happily working on our morning chores last Thursday.  I milked both goats, but when it was Beulah's turn, she wasn't standing there trying to rush the gate like she usually does.  I took off looking for her, sometimes if she's grazing behind the dam, I can't see her, so I walked that direction looking for her and checking fences for any spots she could have gotten out.  The fence looked pretty good, but I saw a spot where she *might* have squeezed under the barbed wire.  I took off walking through that neighbor's pasture looking for her among his cattle.  I was on top of his big hill, trying to get a good view when I heard the girls yelling for me.  I couldn't really hear them, but I gathered that they had found the missing cow.  I took off running back to the house.

When I was about half way back, I realized that the reason they had been yelling so loud was that Beulah was in the front yard with no fence between her and the road.

Have I ever mentioned that Muck boots were NOT designed for sprinting? 

Have I mentioned that I was NOT designed for sprinting?

Heather Jackson
5/18/2013 6:57:47 PM

I suppose you have a good point Dave! I don't too much care for being penned up either!

5/15/2013 12:44:41 AM

Heather, the best laid plans can go terribly wrong when animals are involved. I lost track of how many hours of my high schools years were spent running after escaped animals. They just weren't meant to be penned up and always desire freedom. I guess I'd feel the same way if someone kept me in a pen too. Have a great day in the farm yard.