Here’s one of bulls, Hero, back when he was a little bitty Hero.
Today, for the first time in months, I didn’t set my alarm. We went to church last night and this morning there absolutely nothing scheduled. No horse shows, no kids to get to work, no races, no nothing. I had planned a peaceful morning of coffee, sausage gravy and biscuits
The cows under the front porch had different ideas.
For whatever reason, whenever the cows get out, anything that has ever been a show cow goes under the porch. They could easily go into the barn and inspect feed tubs for errant feed, bust open bags of minerals, and crap all over the alley-way. But for some reason one or two will go under the porch, and the rest will just hang out in the yard.
There are obvious inconveniences with all this but it is a pretty effective means of letting you know you have a problem.
The rest of my morning looked something like this.
