Occasionally when we’re driving into town we have to pull over to the road side and let the neighbors finish herding their cattle to another pasture down the road. It cracks John up when he gets to say, “Sorry, I was a few minutes late,” to his boss, “there was a cattle drive.” (Hell, I didn’t even know cows could GET licenses. *groan*)

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