Cows started bawling earlier than usual today. Looked out the window to see Milkshake and Daisy May on the back lawn again. So, they are escape artists, as the gate was still closed.
They followed me back in quite happily, I had the chicken grain buckets,
After milking, I went to see where they were getting out and found the back fence pushed down, so straightened it and looped it tighter. Maybe it will hold them in, maybe not. That short 2 minutes the mums and calves were re-united was long enough to rekindle the bellowing, dammit.
It's been raining for 2 days, and the shorn sheep aren't bunkered down in the shelter I rigged for them. Haven't taken photos of it yet, too yucky to be out if not necessary for farm chores.