Look at the bulls... wait, we don't have any bulls!!

Seriously this is my life.  Yesterday morning I was making coffee (aka life juice so I can do the whole walking, talking, comprehending thing) halfway listening to the kids conversations as they made their lunches before school and I looked out over the pasture in the beautiful morning light at the four young bulls running along the fence line.  "If they weren't so big they'd be cute!" I thought as I turned my attention to the chicken coop and saw snowflake aka Elsa, snow, snowball.. I can't keep up the kids change it constantly, jump out of the coop once again as the other hens protested from inside the jail cell.  Shaking my head I turned to grab my coffee cup and that's the moment my eyes re focused on the bulls... ummmm we don't have bulls!  In the moment of my realization three other sets of little eyes had followed my gaze.  All hell broke loose.
If you don't have little girls, or nieces you may not understand but little girls have a flare for drama and when I say flare I am truly putting it lightly.  Three little girls threw open the sliding glass door letting our three big dogs out into the back yard bordering the fence.  The dogs took it upon themselves to defend our honor and thankfully there was a fence in between the pasture and the back yard.  I can honestly say that between the screams and barking it took me a full minute to really realize our situation.  I stared longingly at the coffee pot as I was dragged by three sets of little hands to the front yard as the bulls ran out into the street.  We live out in the country however we still live close enough to other people that this is what really got my mind going.  The bulls were still too close for my comfort to get out of the security of our fence and property BUT I knew that their was a bus stop down the road and I had to figure out something quick. Despite the shrieking of my children I left the fenced area as soon as the bulls got to a comfortable distance away and proceeded to run towards the rodeo neighbors house (mind you I was wearing my yoga pants stuffed into my cowboy boots, my husband's flannel shirt and who knows what the heck my hair looked like)  Mid run I hear even louder screaming coming from the direction of my yard I turn around just in time to see our golden lab running past me charging the bulls.  I will not tell you what I said at this point in time because it was foul and not appropriate for every one's ears.  So now I'm chasing a dog who is in turn chasing bulls..... fan freaking tastic.  Thank goodness for once in her life Goldie listened and I caught up with her just in time to see a big truck block the road and a man waving as he chased his bulls down.  ALL before I've had my first cup of coffee.  Not cool bulls, not cool! #countryproblems