As I ran past the dairy barn, I heard a lot of cows mooing. They're certainly excited about something, I thought. I looked closer and saw - they were out!
Some of them were milling around the front of the barn, some were turning toward the feed piles, and some were hanging out along the barn. All of them were eating weeds and having a good time.
I whipped my phone out of my pocket and called Kris. I started herding them back in and considered taking a picture, but I figured I'd better pay attention to my job.
The cattle very easily turned back and headed in the right direction. Kris pulled up, and we got them back in where they were supposed to be.
Kris said he was really glad I went running there because they'd just gotten out and hadn't gotten far ... and it would've been horrible getting them in in the dark. Agreed! I was glad too - I've never been the one to sound the alarm before. Proximity has its advantages.
I started running again at 7:22 p.m. As a result of the detour, it got dark before I finished. I scared up three deer and started running while yelling, "I'm not a deer!" After all, it's hunting season - you can never be too careful. I guess I was yelling for any stray cattle's sake, too.