Well, mom and I were driving back home from Joplin and we spotted a calf that had gotten loose just standing in the middle of the road. Both of us were worried that someone'd come over the hill and not hit their brakes quickly enough, turning it into hamburger before its time (and doing god knows what to their car). So I decide to just shoo it off the road.

That worked out well. It didn't go to the side of the road, it ran straight down the middle of the highway and I had no idea they could move that fast for something that generally bulky.

It did (finally) go into the grass, though, and mom and I went to a nearby house to ask the lady there if she knew where it might belong, which she did.