Trouble has a colour. Black. And a face.
6am phone call today from our neighbour to say the paddock known as 'the fortress' had been breached. I have no idea what havoc this cow caused on the farm before ours but, like a Pied Piper, she has a loyal following of young fans.
It doesn’t matter if it is the vegetable garden or the orchard fence, or the pony paddock, if there is a fence it must be jumped. She isn’t hungry (check out neck rolls) or trying to find a bull she is just a free and very determined spirit. But as much trouble as she causes, Little Farmer ( also known to scale a fence or two in his time) still calls her his favourite cow.
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Jenn J McLeod (Saturday, 15 December 2012 18:18)
Oh neck rolls! I think I have them too ;) I do love your writing style-my smile tells me so!
Alissa (Saturday, 15 December 2012 18:36)
Thanks Jenn and am still grinning after reading your Author Harvest blog with Sara Foster! Lots of LOL moments:)
www.RushPaper.co.uk (Monday, 27 February 2017 04:22)
There is a fence it must be hopped. She isn't ravenous or attempting to discover a bull she is only a free and exceptionally decided spirit.still calls her his most loved bovine.