This particular evening the flys were pretty bad, and the girls were high-tailing it to the wooded area when it was time to come in, which is in the opposite direction of the gate.
If they made it to the woods I probably would have never gotten them out. With that possibility on my mind I moved quickly...& by quickly, I mean I actually ran across the field to head them off. Its amazing what you can do when your adrenaline is pumping.
Goodness gracious...it hurt to breath...
After a few deep breaths to keep oxygen flowing, I blocked their path by yelling and waving a stick.
(They're huge, I had to do something to make the turn.)
They wanted to run from the crazy person. With these efforts I got them turned around and headed in.
So, luckily, the end of day looked like this.
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