Don't Have a Cow

Our California friends probably think this is an everyday occurrence, but this was noteworthy: cattle, just beyond our back fence, turning tail and heading into the Back-40. No idea where they came from, how they got there, why they were there or where they were headed...Only thing we know is that I wasn't the only one to call the police and that it took the rancher another 12 hours to come up and herd them with his pickup. Day after day, Zeke waits on our deck, patiently awaiting their return.