Beulah Petunia and Glory Bee, reposing in the field across the road this morning.
They look innocent, don’t they?
Glory Bee, swiftly becoming my favorite cow, actually IS innocent. But BP…..!!!!!!
Morgan, calling me from her cell phone on the way to school: “Guess what I did this morning?”
I wake up around the time she’s stepping on to the school bus here. (Approximately 6:10 a.m. We have one county high school here, and we aren’t close to it.) In the lights of the arriving school bus, Morgan–and the school bus driver–discovered BP wandering down the road. The school bus herded her back up the road while Morgan and another student who, once the bus stopped, leapt out to help, herded BP back into the field. This is the third time BP has gotten out of this field. I had it repaired after the first two times, but there must be something new or was missed. I don’t have time to get someone out here to work on the field with the retreat coming up, so I’m going to go ahead and just move them to another field for now.
Meanwhile, in spite of annoyance, I think Morgan was actually proud of herself this morning for putting BP back without coming to get me. I told her she was awesome. She’s my little wrangler! I hope that works out on her resume somehow….