A Cow Says Moo...

We live in a very interesting place. We live on an acreage, surrounded by farms, but because Lethbridge has grown so much since our house was built, we are part of the city too. The other morning, I was laying in bed, dreading that the alarm was going off in just a few minutes, when Davis and Marcus raced into my room, and jumped into bed with me and hid under the covers.

Davis: Mom we're scared
Marty: (still sleepy) Why?
Davis: Because there are cows in our yard, and we're scared. And they are making bumping noises.
Marcus: Yeah, it was black with white feet.
Marty: They are just cows, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Davis: What if they try to come into our house.
Marty: They can't open the door.
Davis: What if they try to knock it down.
Marty: I don't think they would do that.

Meanwhile, Marcus kept looking out of the window and saying yep, they are still there, and jumping back into bed. After a bit of coaxing, I got them out of bed and into the kitchen for breakfast. The cows eventually wandered off, but they were kind enough to leave us a few presents.