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I always see news reports of the traffic jams in California and sigh. While I grew up in New Jersey and saw my fair share of highway clusterf*cks, I have to admit the traffic issues in rural Maine are much more pleasant to deal with. Like this one we came upon the other day…

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Someone got loose and decided the grass was indeed greener on the other side of the fence.

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While it wasn’t a heavily traveled area, that section of road was a straightaway and people tend to fly by. Not wanting to see a large pile of hamburger on our return trip, we tried to coax the soon to be road block back into the field.

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That did not go well so we knocked on the farmhouse door. No one was home, so we tried a neighbor.

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No luck there either, so we tried again to convince the bovine to rejoin the herd.

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Ever try to argue with a cow?

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We lost the battle, but left a note on the farmer’s door.

The road was happily pot roast free when we came back from our appointment so that’s a good sign.

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