"Little Boy Blue Come blow your horn; The sheep's in the meadow, The cow's in the corn."
There's nothing unusual about seeing cattle on our way to school in the mornings, but these girls were out of their fence and right next to the highway. I knew they weren't our neighbor's as he has Angus, so I called the school secretary to check if they belonged to her husband (Turned out they were her son-in-law's).
Living in a small community, you not only know every person that you meet, but you recognize their livestock, too. Happy herding!