Funny Eva story. Or maybe 'funny' Dad story. Or, just my life amusing me.
For the first time in 2 weeks I actually slept a normal night (10pm-ish - 7am-ish). I got up, let the chickens out & opened up the yard for Eva to mow.
A little later I was drinking coffee & watching Reading Rainbow when I saw Eva GALLOP past the window hearing for the far pasture corner!
I flew out the back door to see what was going on & found her standing in the corner BELLOWING through the woods towards the neighbor's house. I was still in my nightgown with wild bedhead (us curly girls wake up looking like neglected Muppets) but I went out & walked around the pasture (in squeaking wet crocks) with her checking to see if it was time to open a new section. It looked to me like she had plenty of long grass.... but she's the boss.
So I gathered up some step-in posts & a roll of poly braid ‐ checked the next section of pasture fence, set up the next cross fence, took down the current cross fence - all while she paced the fence singing the song of her people at the top of her very deep Alto voice.
I actually remembered to turn the fence back on (!) and came back to the house to reheat my coffee. That's when I see that I got a call. It was Dad saying that there was an awful lot of mooing going on up here & that he didn't know if I was at work or not so he was going to come up & see if everything was OK.

I checked the time, it had been less than 30mins so I called him back thinking that I'd catch him before he drove up here.
Nope. He had apparently walked up as soon as he left the message. That would have been roughly around the time I was crossing the grazed part of the pasture, yanking up the old cross fence step-in posts & rolling up the old poly-braid.... in my nightgown, soaked from the waist down from the tall wet grass.
He said that since my car was here, he assumed I was sleeping but that Eva was in the field so all was good.

She was literally in my way the whole time.. no way he saw her but not me.

Oh well. At least she's got something to keep her busy so she won't anoy the neighbors with her singing.

