We had fun and games yesterday evening.
The cows were in a paddock, safely munching away, or so we thought, when suddenly our neighbour came rushing over to let us know that some of them were last seen merrily running down the middle of State Highway 1. Now for those of you not in New Zealand I should point out that SH1 is the main road that runs the length of the country- by the time it gets up here is is not, however, anything like the M25. More like a 2 lane road. The cars, do drive like it's the M25. The worst of it was not only were three of them out of here - some of the others were still escaping. What they'd done was chomp their way through firstly a fence, then 10m of wild ginger - this stuff is usually impenetrable!
Lloyd started to run down Sh1 but he realised by this time the cows were off the road and in someones driveway.
He ran back here and helped me get the others that had escaped back into our paddocks, then we had to quickly move them to a new paddock so they didnt just keep coming out. After that we zoomed down to find the other three.
Thankfully some of our most amazing neighbours had got them safely into one of their paddocks, so all we had to do now was get them back home - from half a km away - down SH1!
I will be forever grateful to our lovely neighbours who spent about 2 hours with us moving them slowly back home - I thought the scariest bit would be making the moos cross the road, but by this time we were like a well oiled machine, flagging down cars - who all slowed down beautifully - and walking the cows back across, then back up our drive and home again.
They are all munching away in another paddock, totally unfazed by their wee adventure.
We went back to the neighbours and gave them all bottles of wine and eggs to say thank you - it really doesn't seem like nearly enough - there is no way we could have done it without their help. But if they ever need any help with anything L and I will be the first to volunteer.
(Mum, don't read the next bit, it's a surprise!)
The annoying thing is since moving here we have spent a king's ransom in getting the fences all back in tip top condition, obviously not that bit! Thankfully the fencer is coming next week to do a new fence down to The Acorn, so he said he will put in a new fence at the 'escape point'.
Jeez who would have thought keeping cows was so stressful!
Here are 2 of the culprits
Skinnymalinky and Star. Butter wouldn't melt - yeh right!
I'm having palpitations just thinking about it!