We had an exciting Sunday morning around here! Our neighbors have three cows that live just on the other side of the fence.
Getting ready for church, Jude says, "There's a cow in our yard!"
"No, there isn't. It probably just looks like that," said I.
"Mom, there's a cow in the yard. Really! Look!"
Sure enough, there was a cow in the yard. The clever thing had realized the grass really
is greener on the other side of the fence - at least on this little farm.
Adam ran out and tried to shoo the cow back which caused the cow to flip out a little. We have zero experience with cows so I yelled out the door to walk up to the neighbors and tell them their cow was out. They didn't answer the door.
I called the owners of our house (also our friends) and asked for the neighbor's number. I called. No answer. So I left a message.
By now, all three of the cows had figured out how to get through,
and there they were, grazing away. We stood outside and watched them, thankful that we hadn't actually planted anything in our garden yet, which is very close to where they were grazing.
The (very nice) neighbors finally came down, after listening to my message, and herded the escapees back into their pen. They apologized, and we said, "No worries! It was funny and now we have our first farm-living story!"
We chatted for a bit and they offered us use of their pond and said we could fish anytime. Adam and Jude were especially excited about that, so last evening we went over and fished for a couple hours. Jude caught the first one and ended up catching three more. Audrey caught four and Adam caught a few as well. The kids were pretty excited about it all and got very adept at taking the hooks out. We released all the fish at the end, though I'm sure in the summer, as the fish get bigger we'll keep some bass and cook them up.
Adam said on facebook last night that he could get used to this way of life - it's like a permanent vacation. There are plenty of interesting things to do, and it's obviously never a dull moment!