So it has been raining for something like 5 days.  And I am growing mold on my person.  The horses are safely tucked inside the barn and the calves found a gate left slightly ajar Sunday afternoon.  They made a run for it.

First they all ran right….

Then they all ran left…..

Then they all ran towards the gate to the barn.

Which was open.

At this point I realized was the barn gate open.  So was the one going to the road.

I proceeded to run wide open in my striped grey flannel nightdress, sporting green muck shoes and a pink umbrella that won’t stay open, to try and beat the calves to the gate.  I ended up having to chase the little buggers around and about in the rain, splashing mud and rain all over my bare legs.  I’m sure I was a sight.

Finally, they all were safely back inside the pasture.

Rachel looked guilty.  Little rascal.

“I’m sorry Mama, we were just havin’ fun”

“They MADE me do it Mama!”

Whatever, Rachel.

I love ya’ anyways.