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Copyrighted © 2014 by Wendy DePalo
Several dairy cows grazed on three acres of luscious green grass on the Miller’s Amish farm in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. Maize and Gracie, better known as the “Moo Sisters” enjoyed munching on the yummy grass until their hearts were content and their stomachs were full. The cow pasture was secured by barbed-wire and wood fencing. Each night, Shep, the family’s Border collie was responsible for corralling the cows into the barn to sleep.
The “Moo Sisters”, had solid black bodies with white faces and very distinct personalities. Maize, the larger of the two behaved as bossy ringleader of the group, while Gracie was smaller and dainty. The bovine sisters loved to get into mischief. They enjoyed escaping the fenced pasture to check out the grass they imagined was greener on the other side. Trouble followed the “Moo Sisters” everywhere they went.
One day, after baking a blueberry pie for dessert, Rachael Miller placed the pie on the kitchen windowsill to cool while she tended to the children. Shocked and dismayed, she returned to notice half the pie missing. Looking out the window she spied the “Moo Sisters” grazing on the grass a few feet away. Grabbing a broom, Rachael started to shoo the cows back into the fenced pasture. Her frustration dissolved into laughter when she spotted the blueberry sauce covering Maize’s white face. Then she yelled for Daniel, the family’s farm hand, to fix the fence so the pie-sampling sisters could not escape again!
Back inside, Rachael set about making another blueberry pie for dessert. This time, she covered the pie so intruders could not eat it! An hour later a new pie was cooling on the window sill and the naughty “Moo Sisters” were locked away in the barn for time out.
As Daniel hurried to gather the supplies needed to secure the fence, he prayed secretly that his repairs would prevent the “Moo Sisters” from causing any more mischief. Once his thorough inspection of all the fence boards found none loose or broken, he added a new security latch to the gate. Finally he asked Grandpa Eli to double check his work and make sure the fence was repaired properly. Once both men were satisfied with the job, Daniel put away his tools and went up to the main house to tell Rachael the problem was solved—or so they thought.
A week later, as the family returned home from the bi-monthly church service, they were stunned to see Gracie’s head stuck through the back screen door. A bag of potato chips dangled from her mouth. As they watched the cow attempt to free itself, three-year-old twins, Jeremiah and Rose, laughed hysterically.
With tears rolling down her cheeks, Grandma Esther chided, “That will teach you to stay in the fenced pasture!” She continued, “What are we going to do with the Moo Sisters? They are worse than the children!”
Still laughing, everyone exited the horse drawn buggy for a closer look. While Rachael put the family’s transportation back in the barn, Daniel and Grandpa Eli headed over to free Maize from the screen door.
Everyone roared with laughter as they watched the two men struggle with the task.
Hearing this, Rachel grabbed a couple of lead ropes from the barn and headed toward the house. Quietly, she sneaked up behind the cow to lasso Gracie’s head. Meanwhile, ringleader Maize was not at all fazed by the commotion. She simply grazed on the leaves of the nearby apple tree, probably hoping she wouldn’t be caught with an apple in her mouth.
Out of the corner of her eye, Grandma Esther spied the naughty cow and sent Rachael to get her. On tiptoes, Rachael snuck up behind Maize to lasso the cow’s head.
“Gotcha” Rachael shouted! Grandma Esther wagged her finger by the naughty cow’s face.
“Apparently the cows are telling us it is time to fertilize the grass,” the women joked, remembering the Amish proverb, “If the grass looks greener on the other side, fertilize.”
The twins replied, “The cows want a greener pasture to munch on.”
With the Moo Sisters securely back in the fenced enclosure, the men made another inspection of the latch and fence. Finding no holes or loose boards, the two stood scratching their heads. “How are they getting out? Horses jump fences, not cows,” said Daniel
After grabbing some screen and tools from the workshop, Daniel went about fixing the screen door before the pesky bugs invaded the house. As Grandpa Eli admired the repair work, he said, “It is our good fortune you agreed to come live with us and help out on the farm. We are very blessed and thankful to have you here!”
A few days later, while the twins played by the cow pasture, they saw the Moo Sisters trying to leave the fenced enclosure again. Jeremiah shouted as he raced to the barn and grabbed Daniel’s arm to pull him toward the pasture. Confused, Daniel stood watching the Moo Sisters to see how they were escaping.
Moments later, little Rose pointed toward the gate and shouted “nose open!” Daniel’s eyes followed Rose’s finger, pointed toward the latch, just in time to see Gracie attempting to unlatch the gate with her nose so they could escape once again.
It took the eyes of the children to show the adults how the Moo Sisters were escaping. Daniel remedied the situation with another latch on the outside of the gate, out of the reach of Gracie’s nose. Only time would tell if the mischievous days of the Moo Sisters were gone forever!
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