One of those nice days over winter break, I saw a steer walking down my road. Now I don’t have cows, so I was immediately just relieved it wasn’t one of my animals. Then I called my nephew because he knows everyone. So he began texting to try and find the owner.
They were not cooperative.
Turns out, it was just one of several newly weaned calves who managed to bust out of their pen.
Who can blame them? It was a nice day, and I’m guessing they weren’t too happy with being weaned.
Eventually, the owners managed to get them out of my field (I did take the Ranger and helped a little). I hope they made it all the way back home.
Teresa
Eden Hills 