Our New Neighbors…

So we have had some interesting visits as of late…and they are not by students. Wesley posted a few times back about cows that had been visiting us. Well, they continue to do so to this day, and when I nearly stepped in a “pie” at the bottom of our walkway, I decided that they had worn out their welcome. Yes guys (and gals), it is time to be going. So I walked outside again, mustered all my courage, clapped my hands, and raised my voice somewhat. Nothing happened. One of them (whom I believe is the ringleader) gave me a look of positive defiance, and made clear by his three slow chews that neither he, nor his posse, were going anywhere anytime soon. So I muttered a few threats under my breath, and went back inside. Now you must understand, their horns are excessively large (what on earth do they need them for?!). They are a bit frightening for those of us who have never really stood this close to such creatures. For some of them, think of Pharaoh’s dream in Genesis 41:1-4. For others, think dinosaurs. Or maybe the behemoth in Job. Really. To ensure our safety we have tried to improve some of the relations, but to no avail. The skeletons and the dinosaurs, as of now, are not our friends. So to explain the picture: Pa left us this afternoon (as is his usual practice), but did not leave dinner behind. So what are we to do? Well, what would any reasonable person do whose house was surrounded by Rib-eye, T-Bone and New York Strip? The picture speaks for itself. In case it is unclear, that is our machete in my hand.



-Charlie for the Team