Monday, June 2, 2008

A Cherry-picking Cow Chaser...

I mean a chasing cherry-picker cow! Oh no...it's a....cherry-picker chasing cow. And now I've thought about the word chase too much, and I'm beginning to wonder if it's really a word. And if it means what I think it does. I think it does. Anways, I was picking cherries the other day, and the LeBaron's cow got out. My dad wanted me to help chase it back into the LeBaron's yard, and so I stood behind it so that it wouldn't go the wrong way. All of the sudden, it turned and started chasing me! Well, it would have chased me if I would have turned around and run--which I desperately wanted to do, and was about to--but my dad told me to stand where I was. So I did. And I screamed. Fortunately the cow stopped right before it bowled me over. The time before THAT when I was picking cherries I had to step over the LeBaron's electric fence, which my dad told me was turned off. It wasn't. I held onto a pole for support and pushed the wire down with my finger, so that I could more easily get over it and ZAP!!! I was electrocuted. It hurt. But I didn't cry. I'm a tough girl =) I vote no more cherry picking for Kimber.
PS--I love my dad, and I don't think he is intentionally trying to bring me harm.
PPS--The LeBaron's might be =)

5 comments:

Shella said...

lol I like the post scripts. :) I'm glad the cow didn't bowl you over; that probably wouldn't have been so fun. hahaha Although I must admit it would be a fun story. "I got run over by a cow." Okay, a fun story, a not-so-fun experience. I'm glad it didn't happen.

Cheryl said...

Thanks for the good giggle you caused me to have while reading your post.
Life can be a bowl of cherries!

Susan Vilate said...

Haha! I agree with Shella! And Cheryl, but I think in your case, Life is like a chair of bowlies. Haha! I love you Kimber! You're my favorite!

Shella said...

Or a bowling cow with cherries...wait a minute...how do you spell...bowl...is it really like that? Like the dish. Okay, yeah it is. That was a quick fake-out, Kimber. I had myself convinced that it wasn't really the right word in about 3 seconds. Doesn't it just look weird? bowl I thought that maybe my mom had already caught the bowling cow part and put it in her phrase...maybe she did, but...nevermind

Cheryl said...

Hi Kimber,
Haven't you had any fun lately?
I miss your stories.