Happy to say The Farmer came to re-claim his herd.
It was after six o'clock and pitch black out before they began to arrive. Pick up truck after pick up truck.
In all, there must have been five or six trucks so there was plenty of help.
All the while Neighbor Nick had stood guard so those wandering cows wouldn't escape the backyard to scatter all over the neighborhood.
Nick there with cell in hand,
them, glaring at him for their confinement.
The Farmer and helpers set up a pipe rail fence across the backyard entry from Nick's garage to our fence.
They, then, proceeded to construct a chute from the backyard to a hastily built coral on Nick's driveway.
Those errant cows were kept in the make-shift coral until all were taken two-by-two back to the farm.
It was past eight o'clock before the last of them left.
How ya gonna keep 'em on the farm
once they've seen - - - - -
taaa-daaaa ! ! ! ! !
all 765 yards of silky goodness.
Didn't Hubby get a good pic of this shawl?
I think this is going to be worn alot ! ! !
Onward to my next knit project.
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