Oh, how we can relate to the farm stories!
BG: I live on my DH's family farm, SIL is next door, and FIL next to her. We deal mostly with crops, but neighbor on the south side of the road has pasture with cattle. We live about 20 miles North of Major City. end BG
There is a knock on my door. When I answer standing there with her hand on her hip is City Transplant Neighbor Lady (CTNL).
Me (stepping onto the porch): Good afternoon! how are you?
CTNL: your need to get your cow.
CTNL: your cow is by the road and I need to get thru.
Me: Oh, that must be Kind Neighbor's cow. I'll call his house right now.
CTNL: No, its yours. it's on your side of the road eating the grass. I could have hit it!
Me: Oh, it is getting close to the field. Let me call Kind Neighbor quickly,we don't want someone getting hurt, and we don't want his cow to founder in the corn.
CTNL: NO! ITS YOUR COW! IT STEPPED OVER YOUR FENCE! SEE OVER THERE? ITS ON THE GROUND.
Me: It's on the ground because we are replacing some fence posts. We don't have cows......
CTNL: get out there and get your cow!
Me (dialing the phone): I'm calling neighbor. He will be there in a few minutes to get his cow. *I tell neighbor about his cow being out and where it is.
CTNL: I demand you go get your cow. Now! I didn't move out here to herd cattle! I moved here to raise horses!
Me: Excuse me, please. I need to check on my children.
CTNL: Don't you step off of this porch! GET YOUR COW!
Me: Ma'am, as I said, it isn't my cow. If you are worried about it, you can drive your car to the crest of the hill, there, and wait until Kind Neighbor gets the cow back into his pasture.
CTNL: WELL! When I lived in Major City my neighbors never talked like this to me!
Me: well, with all due respect ma'am, your neighbors in Major City probably never had a cow either!