The enemy

Yesterday I was walking through the house, when I glanced out my window. Seven cows, one horse and a sheep were running along the fence line. Normally it would be a couple cows, the horse doing the chasing and the sheep trying to keep up. Instead it was the horse, the sheep and all the Dexter's in a tight group. This glance got my attention, and I took a second.

Small my five year old was the culprit. This short, skinny, half naked child was chasing the animals with nothing but a grin.

But to be fair, that ornery grin can get me to run as well.