Sometimes animals escape from their fields near us. We don't have a fence at the end of our garden so it leads straight out into the 800 acre estate we live on. I wandered down the garden one day to find a black face peering at me round the edge of the shed. A bunch of cattle had escaped & were busy trampling & eating anything they could find. They've got loose a couple of times -just a few weeks after moving to the country from my little studio flat in the middle of a town, I found myself helping to round up 50 cattle that had got out onto the busy A246 Guildford to Dorking Road. Suddenly I'm a cowboy!
We've also found hoof prints in the lawn after horses have got loose. Life's never dull here.
