The Great Calf Escape

We were minding our own business weeding and reading beds for the last planting of the season when we all looked up to two calves romping across the not yet harvested crops. Not so good. We had heard plenty of stories about animal escapes, some funny, some that I hope never to repeat, and we jumped up from the dirt to chase after them. For the first escape of our year here, it was quite anticlimactic. The calves acted like teenagers caught doing something they knew was wrong and hurried back under their fence to their pasture. We found where the fence had shorted out, aiding their path to freedom. Patrick, who had been overseeing our planting assured us that the animals aren't that easy every time so I'm equally nervous and excited to see what all these cows/sheep/pigs/goats have up their sleeves.