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Glory Bee: “I was just visiting.”
I love it when people call me and say, “Your cow is in my yard.”
It makes me feel like Such. A. Farmer.
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I remember one about 10:30 at night right after DH had his heart attack.
Eleven Holstein heifers were on the neighbor and he insisted we come over and he would help us get them back.
That meant me struggling through knee-deep fescue with a flashlight across a jungle of woods driving the girls back through the hole in the fence.
DH had to sit in the truck and watch.
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Last night we had a knock at the door to tell us that Buttercup the calf was in the road. It’s the first time she has escaped. This morning I got the fun of walking (squish, squish, squish) the fence. I do like electric wire. So easy to fix!
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Love all the animal stories!
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