The other day when I came home the neighborhood cows were outside my walls and when I opened the gate to take the car in a couple of them decided to come in and enjoy my grass. I wouldn't mind if they promised not to leave behind what they usually leave behind. I decided to help them leave and picked up the lead rope on the brown cow and pulled. It didn't budge, so I had to get the broom and encourage them to leave that way. They left. But then that night when I came home again they were crowded in the road blocking my way to the gate. They just stood there and stared at me. It's like they were saying, "See how you like being kept out of the yard." Moo-ha-ha!