November 18, 2008
12:56 am • Filed under: I have issues, Random
It’s a pain in the ass. Our neighbors have cows and we’ve been trying to keep them on our property, let them wander around and eat all the wild grass.
Well they don’t want that stinkin’ dry wild grass. They want our beautiful green front lawn grass. And they will bust through every little hole in the fence in trying to get to it.
Unfortunately that is not my land nor the cows, though our land will look like that once winter comes. It’s trying to look like that right now. More green grass appears every morning I take the kids to school. And once it’s like that, the cows will be perfectly happy to stay on their side of the fence.
But right now, they’re constantly trying to come on over. One stupid heifer (she’s not so stupid – she figured out how to jump the fence) wandered about my lawn, chewing it up, pooping, having a grand ol’ time.
I would’ve taken a picture but my hands were full of a flashlight (giant, heavy) and a broom (to shoo her away). Oh and I had at least three cats following me, curious as to what the heck was going on. Right at my feet, nearly tripping me as I’m running around in the dark, trying to guide the cow back to her cow family.
Gah. Don’t you wish you were me?
Shelley Munro says:
LOL – I’m a country girl so I’m used to stubborn animals who think the grass is greener on the other side. It makes for interesting stories.
Kristen says:
Um, yeah, wow, that sounds…so idyllic. Just like Green Acres. LOL
Lori Borrill says:
Ahh, so YOU’RE the reason California has happy cows.
(
…sorry…I couldn’t hold that one back).
Avery says:
If it makes you feel better, sometimes I wish I had cows for neighbors…
Kelley Nyrae says:
Aw, that sucks. LOL on Lori’s comment.
Wylie says:
If it means not having to push the lawnmower around, I say LET THEM EAT!
In fact, send them over
(and you so need a cow icon so I could end this comment in poetic perfection)
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