autumnprairie
Owned by the Rotten Heifers
He needed to make sure he got his daily bone but he wanted the goats to get blamed
Last summer, I was out mowing the yard when my neighbor's boy drove up. This neighbor doesn't live by us, he just rents the fields next to us for his cows. We worked out a compromise a few years ago, he doesn't complain about goats in with his cows and I don't complain about cows in my fields. He doesn't like the goats but he has learned they clean up the weeds in his cow field.
His boy is a nice kid of about 14. He takes care of the cows. He came over to tell me the goats were getting close to the road. I asked him where and it was a long walk around to go get them. So I looked up the hill in the direction and hollered "Here Jack!, Bring 'em Home!" We waited. I watched up the hill and the boy asked if I was going to go and get the goats. I repeat my holler and said "wait". A few minutes later I point to the top of the hill.
Here comes Jack, through the trees. Behind him in single file are all the goats. They come down the hill in a nice line. He leads them down, around and to the gate.
Neighbors' boy asks if he can borrow Jack to help him round up his cows.