I almost can't even post about it.
I was so close to the greatest moment ever.
So. Close.
Here's the story.
When we pulled into our driveway after church on Sunday, I spotted something off in the distance.
"King?" I questioned, "Is that cow on the wrong side of the fence?"
He was unsure.
We drove closer.

Oh dear.
She was definitely on the wrong side.

So The King decided to put her back.
Which is easier said than done.
And while The King would tell you that he has bovine experience...
I'm not sure that he actually does.
But here's where I become sad and disappointed.
I DIDN'T THINK TO VIDEO HIS EFFORTS AT THE CORRALLING.
Did I momentarily take leave of my good sense?
I'll do my best to give you a word picture of the event.
Just know that it will not be a fraction of the funny that I observed.
So The King wanted The Princess and I to participate in the corralling.
And by "participate" he meant "watch him" so that we would forever be in awe of his cow skills.
We started out close by The King and the cow, but soon relocated.
BECAUSE THE COW BEGAN RUNNING TOWARDS US WHICH JUST SO HAPPENED TO BE IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION OF THE FENCE.
The King assured us that this was part of his corralling technique.
(We were doubtful.)
He then got behind her and tried sweet talking her to the gate.
Which worked about as well as when he tries to sweet talk me.
I'm just sayin'.
So the cow took off again in the opposite direction. Full speed.
The King then went to the 4wheeler.
Which is apparently Bad Idea Numero Uno in Bovine Relocation School.
He tried to steer her (pun totally intended) to her gate.
She ran toward the house.
And dropped a big pile right in the middle of my driveway.
The King looked a little nervous at this point.
I went inside.
But I totally watched from the window.
They played this little game of I-want-you-to-go-left-so-you-then-go-right for about 10 minutes.
The next thing that I saw brings me to tears.
TO TEARS.
The King was waving his arms and his mouth was moving. And then...could it be?
I stepped outside to find out if what I suspected might, in fact, be true.
IT WAS.
The King was loudly telling the cow why she needed to do what he was saying and she was...are you ready?...mooing back at him.
I quickly realized the mistake I'd made in not having a video recorder.
They were talking over one another.
But finally, the cow acquiesced. She saw the error of her ways.
Or the fun of playing with the human had run its course.
Either way, she gave up and ON HER OWN FREE WILL WITHOUT ANY HELP FROM THE KING walked to her gate and went to her side.
It was, like, one of the top 10 moments of my life.
And it would have brought you such joy.
If only.