Well, the cows were back Friday night. JP and I heard them at midnight and went out on the deck to yell at them, but they didn't move. JP ended up shooting twice into the air, which finally made them lumber off into the woods.
That was an incredibly redneck thing to do, I think: shoot at cows from your porch at midnight.
In any case, JP went to a couple of the neighboring farms the following day to try to find where the cows belong. At the first farm, Pandemonia Acres, they denied ownership of the cows, but oh by the way, we have 12 poodle puppies that are ready for new homes! He took the girls and I over later to look at them, so this is the way that we ended up with a registered standard poodle puppy last night!

She spent the evening last night sulking, whining and sleeping, but has been much more playful this morning. We call her Kali, which is a Hindi name meaning dark or black goddess. In one month we have completely doubled the number of bodies in our home!
I went shopping yesterday afternoon...we needed puppy chow after all (and I have been working on some sewing projects...more on that later). I actually remembered to take my reusable shopping bags into Target and they gave me 5 cents per bag off my bill!
On the way home, while listening to A Prairie Home Companion on NPR, I heard someone yodeling Ode to Joy...that was a first! Here is a
link to it, just fast forward to 60 minutes.
It is time for school, so we need to get a move on. Just wanted to post a pic of the newest member of our family!
By the way, JP found the owner of the cows. He was out mending fences when JP stopped by. Apparently he hasn't finished yet, because they were back last night!