Every now and then an activity comes our way that is too crazy to turn down. It's something that can't be made up ever.  One day John came home talking about a coworker who had lost 3 cows.  They were wild cows, not the tame ones farmers have but very wild. In fact so wild that they broke out of their pasture and took off different directions.  In fact, this guy's father-in-law bought some wild cows at the same time and those cows took off too.  Technically I think they are steers but whatever.  He captured two of his three and helped his father-in-law gather his bovine as well.  But he still had one in the back 10 acres, fenced in but not in the cow pasture.  John offered to help and that is how we were roped into this bovine experience.  Show up with rainboots we were told and work gloves and long sleeve shirts.  Two of our kids declined but Isaac was willing to help out.  Hopping in the truck, John pulled out the directions to the guy's house along with a "plan" on capturing the cow.  Yep, it was written down.  Upon arriving we met the" two cows in pasture with the horse and their dog.  Originally they were thinking of using phones to communicate but we didn't have coverage so they resorted to shouting.  They guys decided I would man the gate and keep the other cows from wandering into the woods while they flushed the cow out.  Once the cow was in the pasture, I was to shut the gate and call out to them.  I promptly found a stump, pulled out my camera and waited.  Soon, I could hear the guys calling to each other, followed by lots of clapping. Then there was the loud crashing of a large animal tearing through bushes.  Turns out this 750 pound cow decided not to use the paths in the wooded area but would just storm through the brush trampling anything in it's way.  At one point I decided to pull out my phone and start taking notes.  I was overcome with laughter at the whole situation.
"Isaac! Isaac!  What's the cow doing?"
Response:  "I don't know, I don't have eyes on it."
"Fall back! Fall Back!"
"Fall Back? Oh Shit!, AHHHHHHH."
"Where's the cow now?"
Clapping sounds coming from the woods.

All I see of the cow was it's rump as it turned at the last minute and instead of running into the pasture towards the other two cows waiting, it plunges into the bushes of black berries running along side of the fence.  Meanwhile they are still in the back trying to drive it forward, not realizing that it is looping around behind them.  After 3 hours we gave up, had pizza and then left.  My stomach hurt from laughing so hard.  I knew this was going to be a good story.  True ones usually are.

Cow update:  a week later the cow was tired of being a maverick and joined the heard by walking into the pasture.