Had to walk to the barn late last night....it was dark...the moon was fuzzed all around with a little ice cloud, and the stars were burning softly.
But there was something out there. Every step I took things rustled in the bushes. Sometimes it sounded like a few sleepy birds fluttering away from the light of my flashlight. Sometimes it sounded like a bunny bouncing off. Sometimes it sounded like a dozen zombies bent on wreaking havoc. Or a grizzly bear.
Must be the wild things were getting ready for Halloween. I did not waste any time on my trip.
Marv certainly was in a holiday mood. He appeared on the back lawn as I was starting to put dinner together. Just what I wanted to see. He had gotten left behind when the old cows went to pasture and instead of going where he belonged, he scooted under the electric fence and came a visiting.
Interestingly we discovered that feeder calves that are being raised on pasture can run.
I mean really run. At least he confined himself to the horse yard so he couldn't run very far. After some serious chasing, we tried letting him out of the yard. He was tired and ran back where he belonged faster than you would believe.
Alas, dinner was late....