The Phone Call

While on the way home from Arkansas, I get a call from the girl who was helping on the farm. She said one of the chicks had drowned in the water bowl which made me sad. Then she says, so, how many goats did you have in that one pen. She asks were there three goats and two sheep? I said yes, so what happened?? She said the cows had opened the gate and gotten in with the goats and the sheep and she was just making sure she got them all in the right place. I could still possibly be laughing about that phone call. Everyone was fine when we got home.