Bad Cow, Bad Cow

I was standing at my counter, getting some ice cream at yes 3:30 in the afternoon, sinful I know!! and looked out my window to see the neighbors truck driving down the lane. Behind the truck was Randy's show steer Buster chasing it down the lane. Of course he couldn't go very far, because he is so big, but he made it about 1/2 way down the lane. He was running after the truck. I about died laughing and then realized that I was the only one around to help Buster get back into the pasture. So I got a bucket of grain, great idea if you can run fast in muck boots!! He was still in a very playful mood and would come up to me and shake his head and then run off. I had a very hard time decided if he was playing eat the 4-H kid's mom, or just scare her to death. I finally got him back in the pasture and not so very gently reminded Randy that the gate to the barn has to be closed in the mornings after chores are done. Bad cow!! Bad cow!!