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August 8, 2007
Rounding a curve, I braked suddenly to avoid hitting the stopped truck.

A cow had escaped. The herd was clustered near the fence – impossible to tell if they were distraught, plotting, or just bored. The escapee jittered as each new vehicle drove up; she jogged about, seeking sanctuary.

The truck’s driver moved to the gate and opened it, slowly walking into the field. The cow hesitated.

Oncoming cars had pulled off the road and formed a vehicular wall preventing further escape. The pasture grass was green. She returned home. So did we all.

Exciting trip to the store, wasn’t it?