Monday, October 10, 2011
Okay, this is not what it looks like. Unless you think it looks like we are getting totally busted for being outside of our field again. And if that's what you see then it is exactly what it looks like. We had been being good little heifers and following the rules, but when we heard they were having Ladies Night at The Cattle Trough we couldn't resist. I know, I know, it isn't the classiest establishment you could go to but they were having bicarb soda drinks (good for the digestion and complexion) and my favorite alfalfa appetizers. We also heard a rumor that some sons of Planet were going to be there but they didn't show up.
We were practically back in our field when The Farmer arrived. I don't know how he got tipped off that we had slipped off but there he was anyway. The Farmer is always out checking fences and sawing down any tree branches that might fall on them so we can't "accidentally" walk off. He also counts us every morning like he's studying for a real hard kindergarten test or something. Maybe that's one of the ways he shows he cares.
Agent 742, reporting from the Udder Side.