The boys and Rose coax the two runaway steers toward the trailer with old apples. The steers had finally come to a stop in a ranch a mile or two away as the crow flies--near a tall radio or cell phone tower.
Letting "patience have her perfect work."
Almost have them! If only they will go into the trailer where there is hay, feed, and more apples. One finally did go in, and Sammy quickly shut the gate.
The kind farmer who was trying to help us hauled a couple heavy fence panels over to corral the second steer who refused to get into the trailer. Maybe more photos later of bringing him home the next day.
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