Different Troncones Check-Ins

I remember in the early years of Troncones a friend getting a phone call in the middle of the night from what seemed to be a “well lubricated” neighbour. In a slurred voice,

“How do you get a cow out of a swimming pool?”

“Go back to bed. We’ll talk in the morning.”

“No, cows can’t swim. The cow could be drown by the morning. It’s already pooping in my pool.”

It turned out that one of the cows that wandered freely back in those days actually had stumbled into the guy’s pool!

(A nearby neighbour had one about 10 years ago as well, but those days are gone. I miss them.)