More specifically, Longhorns. We have about 60 of them ranging from month old calves to a ton plus bull. His name is JW and he is the ringleader. Yesterday the DH said to let them out to eat the front field. Being a somewhat dutiful DW, I did. Not 30 minutes later a neighbor called to ask if there was a hole in our fence becasue the "kids" were over on her road! The broke thru the hot wire, walked down our drive and went into the pasture next door. Well, thigh high hay wasn't good enough for some of them so they crossed the road and proceeded to go to the next field. While I am calling the DH , and trying to put on my sneakers at the same time another neighbor is ringing the doorbell. She went to her house and crossed over into the field and started to get them moving to the back so that we could get them on our side of the fence. Meantime I am chasing them on my side of the fence back into the enclosure at the back of the property. A couple of them are standing in the road obviously plotting their next move. A car going down the road stopped and a man got out to help us chase them back in. Before they left my yard, they had eaten 2 young ash trees and an esperanza that was 15 feet tall and now is only about 2 feet tall. Well. we got most of them to the back corner of the field, but there was no way for them to get thru the fence, so I run to the shed and get wire cutters. Have you ever tried to cut braided wire with plain old wire cutters? Enough said. When I finally got the wire cut, they had all gone for another walk. Now another neighbor is helping us chase them too and the young ones think this is great fun! I have to go back to the feed barn and get them some range cubes (cow candy) and shake the bucket so that they will follow me into the back. JW did look up, but decided that the hay was better than the candy and kept on munching. We had about half of them in at this point, so I ran to the front of the field and they started to follow that bucket and the candy. One of them really wanted some and I think she poked me with her horn about a dozen times. I am also wondering what is keeping DH when I look up and here he comes in his truck acros the field the horn blaring and chasing the stragglers. They finally figure out that we mean business, and start to come back. Oh, and then there are the donkeys we have to keep the coyotes away. They go in the opposite direction of the cows, do not like to follow at all. They hink we are playing tag and after a bit, we got them back in too. So after a beer or two, DH looks at me and says "We should do that more often" Yeah, only next time I 'll just watch! Here is a pic of them during the rain we had a bit ago. They look harmless, but I think they are now plotting their next escapade!