Morning Escapades

It was an interesting morning around here. Just as Kate and I were sitting down to breakfast, we heard a stampede of cows coming around the side of the house. Now, that in and of itself is not as unusual as you might think. The cows frequently wander around the house, but this was decidedly different than the lazy meanderings of these normally docile creatures. For one thing, they were running. And also there was a big uproar of mooing and snorting that was quite out of character. So, we abandoned our oatmeal and ran onto the porch, to see what all the commotion was about and low and behold, this poor little (well, in comparison to the cows) fellow was being chased around by the entire herd. He (or she) was beside himself. Sally Rose had to get into the action too, so she ran after the pig, barking her head off, but was too much of a coward to get too close. We still don't know who this pig belongs to, although we've put the word out. I haven't seen it since this morning though, so I like to think he's off in the woods somewhere enjoying his new found freedom.