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….
Which was open.
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.
“They MADE me do it Mama!”
I love ya’ anyways.