And the sheep are not the only Brats

So these guys showed up in the soybean field this afternoon. They came from a farm on the other side of the hill in the background of the photos. The horse (Maya) got out and the calves follow her wherever she goes. I helped the girls they belong to drive them back home. I am beat! But I feel better knowing the sheep are not the only pain-in-the-ass escape artists. Come on, Mother Nature, where’s that green grass?!