She marched in the bedroom to find her
husband Don sprawled out on the bed with one pant leg off and one sock
on. He looked like a body that had been dragged off the bottom of a
lake.
He began shakily, "I was watchin' TV in my shorts when I heard a ruckus on the lawn…and mooing."
Don went to the window and peeked out to
discover his front yard covered with cows! They were obviously from
neighbor Willie's farm across the road. It was a surreal picture under
the yard light; black and tan and red clouds on a sky of green grass.
Don ran out on the porch waving and
shouting at the curious beasts. Although the cows paid him little mind,
Willie's bull developed an immediate urge to mash him to a pulp! Don did
a wheelie on the cement walk and ran back into the house! The bull
mounted the porch steps and charged the door! After ramming it several
times he clattered through the lawn furniture and mowed down a good
sized decorative evergreen!
Don waited a few minutes, put on his
jeans and nervously eased out intending to shoosh the cows off the lawn
which was now covered with deep tracks and cow pattys. It was just as he
stepped on the leaking sprinkler head with his socks on, that the bull
charged from behind the arborvitae!
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