The stars and sliver of moon drew my eyes skyward during my early morning dog walk.
How can just a slice of moon throw out that much light? Would a star fall from the sky?
The Border collie standing in the middle of the driveway interrupted my thoughts. Hackles up, Caeli was staring at the waterway that stretches across the fields in front of our house.
My eyes followed her stare.
The moon illuminated black shapes.
Calling the dogs, I hustled them back to the house and retrieved the spotlight. From the safety behind the fence in the yard, I shone the light across the waterway.
Cows.
In the fall, the neighbor lets his cows graze the harvested fields. The cows found our alfalfa field more tempting and escaped in the night.
Returning to the house, I looked at the oven clock glowing in the darkness.
4:53.
No one wants to call their neighbors at 5 in the morning.
I took the spotlight back outside and illuminated the waterway.
Yep, they were definitely cows and they were definitely on the amble away from their farm.
And so I made the call--revealing to the neighbor that his cows were on the loose and letting him assume that it was a barking dog that awoke me from my sleep.
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I've had to make that call and I've been on the receiving end of it. It's something that has to be done, even if no fun on either end.
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