Buttercup, the naughty cow

Oh dear , I see the farmer at the end of Wiggleway Lane has left his big, green farm gate open. I will tell you how I know this. As you may or may  not know, I can not actually see Greengate Farm from where I live because we are at opposite ends of the lane and it is also a very wiggly lane.
Here is the story.  This morning, it was a lovely, sunny day and I awoke bright and early, eager to do some weeding in my garden. I was just walking around the side of Clover Cottage picking up fallen twigs as I went, when I heard a very loud MOOOOOO!  I thought to myself that I do not usually hear the cows mooing from Greengate Farm unless the sound travels here on a windy day. Well, I peeped around the back of my cottage and there was a beautiful brown and white cow munching away at  the fresh green grass on my lawn.  I  told him I was very happy to see him there and I hoped he was enjoying the grass but I also told him  the farmer would be missing him and that he was a very naughty cow to come away from the farm without telling the farmer where he was going .
 I did allow him to finish his breakfast as maybe my lawn was a bit tastier than his farmyard breakfast!.
Ten minutes later. I put a loose, comfy, soft lead around his neck( I was careful not to pull too hard or frighten him) and led him back to the farm. The big, green gate was still open so I led him right through and put him back in his field. The farmer saw me and was so grateful. He had not even noticed the open gate yet. I told him the cow had already eaten his breakfast and he thanked me again for taking care of his cow who was called Buttercup.