A Little Roaming
Arriving home late last night from a trip to Best Buy, I stepped out of my car to walk into the house and looked out at the baby calves to check on them before heading inside. As I checked them with a 30-second scan, I noticed something wasn't right. The trip to Best Buy was with my sister, who isn't a fan of being outside in the dark late at night, and like normal she scurried into the house as soon as she stepped out of the car. But before she made it to the door I told her to stop and look at the calves. Growing up, just off of a major busy highway, it wasn't unusual from time to time during the wee hours of the morning to get a knock on our door or hear the phone ringing only to be made aware that we had cows roaming the neighborhood or running alongside the road. There was even a time where we had cows, almost the entire herd of 120 head, get out. Talk about an eerie feeling having a cow breathing really heavy while looking in your window at night....