John opened the gate and I tried to shoo her that way. Instead, she ran right by me the other way. Another reason we won't buy our own ranch. A couple of hours later she was back. Again, when John opened the gate she went the other way. One and one-half hours later she wandered through our yard, eating dry grass.
After that, we didn't see her again. She must have found her way back into the pasture. That's good because John and I aren't much good at herding cattle.