Neighbors

We lived in the city for 19 years.

We knew the neighbors on both sides of us.

But ... we weren't a "neighborhood".

Maybe it was just me.

Now that we live out in the "country"

we finally have NEIGHBORS!

(ok, excuse the pun, we do have

horses in the "neigh"borhood,

but that's not what I mean... lol)

We TALK!

We know when one goes in the hospital.

We know when somebody's dog

is having MORE surgery.

We notice (and watch out) when 

folks are out of town.

We catch each other's animals

and bring them home.

(Our's or their's... either works...)

Saturday evening Rod went out

to feed our cows.

Sir Loin was standing by the fence

watching intently.

That generally means the bobcat is there.

Rod called Kyle to bring his rifle.

Nope.  Not the bobcat.

The neighbor's BULL and a calf.

Somehow Jogger and one of the babies

made it from Brock's on the north of us

to Rick's UNFENCED property on the south of us.

Skipping our MULTIPLE FENCED property 

in the middle.

Neat trick!

And getting them BACK to their own pasture

was also a pretty neat trick which involved

the donkey and goats getting out

and ending up locked in the arena next door.

(Not to mention an hour of "wrangling")

I just got an email from another neighbor.

"FedEx just tied a gift to your front gate.

Do you want me to bring it to my house until

somebody comes home?"

Neighbors.

They are AWESOME!