Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Where's Little Boy Blue when we need him?

On this, the first day of spring, we found ourselves in desperate need of Little Boy Blue:
Little boy blue,
Come blow your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow,
The cow's in the corn.
But where is the boy
Who looks after the sheep?
He's under a haystack,
Fast asleep.
That's because when I went out this morning to do chores, I saw the cows in the corn. Whee.

Here's Pixie near the raspberries.

And a bunch more culprits in the orchard.

The source of this mayhem, it turns out, is a gate the enterprising cows managed to lift off its hinges. Wheee.

In the absence of that lazy blue kid, I did the next available thing: roused both Don and Younger Daughter out of bed to round everyone up and shoo them out of the garden.

Grunt. Welcome to spring.


  1. And who said cows are stupid?

  2. But they look so happy! Yea, Homesteading: Keeping critters in, and keeping critters out.

    Montana Guy

  3. Do I guess correctly that you meant 'shoo' them out of the garden, not 'shoot' them?

    1. Bwahahaha. If that's not a Freudian slip, I don't know what is. Thank you, corrected.

      - Patrice

  4. I think you mean "*shoo* them out of the garden." Shooting seems a bit too heavy handed a punishment for having lifted a gate off its hinges...

    1. Yep, Freudian slip, all the way. Ha ha.

      - Patrice

  5. Turn one of the hinge posts so that it is pointing down. That will keep the critters from lifting the gate. Or even easier add a strap to the gate to stop the lifting of the gate. Now that they know it can be done they will continue!

  6. Oh, beloved animals that can always get to what they really desire. Would that we all took a lesson from their persistence.