A couple of days ago, the 'blonde' one was out of the croft and on the verge of the road...and I didn't have my camera! I didn't know how to get her back into the croft either, so we went on our way. When we returned from Stornoway, she was safely back in the croft.
DH came home from work last night and announced that she was out again. This time, I got some lovely pictures and DH put her back into the croft. How? He's an ex-farmer/Highland Cow Charmer. He just said "Come on girl..." and she turned around and walked in front of him to the gate and ambled back in.
Minutes later, her owner drove up, having heard that she had escaped again. We learned that her name is Morag. The darker one is her mother, Fenella.
Morag has learned how to put her substantial foot onto the fencing wire, bend it down and squeeze through. DH (who also lists fencing among his talents)had some fence staples in the boot of the car which he banged in to hopefully keep her in. The owner says she can also jump gates. Can you imagine? Now that would be sight!
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