05/22/2026
Our daughter had some friends over, and naturally they wanted to go see the calf in the barn. Somewhere along the way, somebody left the barn door open… and the calf escaped. 🫠
At first, the calf casually trotted through our neighbor’s yard. Honestly, our neighbors are probably so used to our farm chaos at this point that seeing me sprinting after a calf barely even registered.
But then the calf realized he was free and FLED.
Now Fern — who isn’t even this calf’s actual mom — decided this was a full blown emergency. She starts screaming, bouncing around, stressing herself into a frenzy… and somehow escapes the fence too.
Meanwhile Annie and her friends are standing in the yard in a perfect little line, and this stressed-out dairy cow comes charging toward them at full speed like a bowling ball. Kids are scattering and screaming. Fern is getting more stressed. I’m yelling, “STOP SCREAMING SO THE COW CALMS DOWN!” while simultaneously trying not to lose my mind.
Finally Fern catches up to the calf, and together they take off running down the road like some dramatic mother-son reunion scene.
Three houses later, they found a group of beef cattle. The beef cows are staring at my dairy cow like, “Girl… do they feed you?” And Fern is staring back like, “WHY ARE YOU ALL SO THICK?” 🤣
Thankfully by that point both the cow and calf were completely exhausted, so I was finally able to slip a halter on Fern and calmly walk them both back home.
If the homestead shenans once, it’ll shenanigan. Thankfully my neighbors have low expectations of us. 🫠
