On Monday, 11 March 2024, of all the things to happen on my street was a cow in the yard across the street after having run away from the butcher and made a break for it. For real. It was breathing hard, had all the saliva and mucous pouring from its nose and mouth, had the nerve to pee in the yard across from me. Look at the saliva. It had been running and was chased by vehicles and police cars. Right in front of me so photos are through glass as I wasn’t going outside. It was funny, yet terrible, as the cow was so anxious and upset.

They failed to get it and it ran north two blocks and kept going. Small town of 2,500 people and police, packing plant people, and the public tried to capture three that broke loose and made a run for it. The THREE on the loose and running. It was sad to me. Hopefully, the butcher fixed their pens.

Then, mounted cowboys got into the act. It became nuttier. Finally the cattle were caught, two steers, and one bull, and placed in pens. I think if they hadn’t chased them to no end, retrieval would have gone easier on everyone involved, most the especially the cattle. Your thoughts?