The cow got out on Monday, and now its Wedsnday evening (day 3) and no one in the neighborhood has seen a 1200 lbs black cow...Each day and night we've been driving and hunting the neighborhood, leaving phone numbers, looking in pastures, cursing under our breath...
... then Wed night, SHAZAM! A fresh cow pie where there shouldn't be a cow pie...
We knew we were close, then a muffled whisper and point from my son... thar he blows!We found the steer about 1/3 mile from ground zero, and he is heads up, watching us in a friend's field. He recognized us right off, and turned to trot into the ravine behind him.
No! Not the ravine! It is like the Bermuda Triangle of Runaway Cows!
We did a quick recon of the trees, and talked with the local folks who fortunately are our friends from church. We saw him in there and backed off. We are going to re-group and nab him in the morning.Could we be close to closing on this saga? Stay tuned...
