Shuk Shuk, Come On Cows!!

Yesterday morning I was finishing up my last few things before the girls and I left for our busy day! The girls had their jackets on and were ready to go, Morgan decided to open the back door so she could look at the cows which made Riley so excieted she squeeled. Mogan flug the door open...and no cows! They were at the back side of the field. The girls instantly come to me for help. As all good mothers do I offered some assistance. There I was at 7am on the 21st of December dressing in my brand new Jonnie Boden black wool skirt, black turtle neck, new necklace and my tall black boots (huka boots as John and Morgan call them). I had to agree with the girls the cows were a long way off. So I proceded to shuk, shuk, shuk, the little saying my husband does when he puts cake out. The cows happy with thier wheat stubble just ingnored me and my pleads to come running. I resorted to trickery since bribery was not working. Again all dressed up on the back porch I began to beller as a new born calf would (bet you didn't know I knew how to do that). Again the cows ingnored me, so as a last resort I hit the panic button on my key chain. The horn on my car started honking and the lights began flashing! That got their attention, the cows came running...just in time for me to have to load the girls up and head to town. All in a days work for a farm wife!!!

On my way to town I started thinkning about how funny I would have looked to the neighbors if I had any! I started to think about when my sister and I were little. My parents always had a turkey or two, don't ask me why. When my sister and I would run out the front door to get on the bus the turkey would follow us out there. My mom would stand at the kitchen sink, open the window and gobble like a turkey, the turkey's curious as they were would quickly turn around and run back to the house. I can only imagine what the other kids on the bus and the bus driver thought!!