Yes, they are.
The only light pollution we might have is the porch light, so we turn it off! But the sad truth is since I've had the cows, I don't stay up very late anymore, however, I do get up early in the morning, and sometimes the stars (and planets) are dazzling.
OK, I'll share. I'm hoarding hay. There's so much hay in the barn you can hardly move in there. Helen and Little John broke out of their pasture yesterday and raided the new hay stash (evil bovines), but there was no room for them to get far enough in there to do any more than tip over the beet pulp can (big plastic garbage can). They couldn't even get to the beet pulp that spilled out on the floor, because it fell AWAY from them, and there's only a people-sized space to get through there. They're too fat! Bummer for them.
The funny thing was, Horus didn't go with them. For some reason, he was running back and forth in the corral, hollering at the top of his lungs (which is what tipped me off in the first place that someone was NOT where they should be). Jasper was barking, too, but there's not much he can do with two 2,000 pound cows. They ignore him. But Horus is a tattle-tale (tail? LOL!). He probably just didn't SEE the big hole the other two made, but he was making like he was all so innocent and everything. Sheesh. Never a dull moment here.
What this means, though, is that Mr. Grumpy Bear and I will have to go out and fix that gate again today. He just tied the broken part up with some baling twine last night, but that won't last long. Meanwhile, I chained the hay room door shut last night so if my two sneaky Bovine Burglars get out again, they won't get in there. Some days I AM smarter than my cows. Not often, but sometimes.
We actually have three broken gates now, and Rich (so far) has not even thought about fixing them. He just drags a corral panel in front of them. I've offered to do it, but he won't let me because then what good would he be? Good for nuttin' I guess. But even though the corral panels are heavy, they CAN be pushed over, so every once in a while there's another escape. It's no big deal if they do, because they can't get off the property, but they do get into the hay room, or the garage, or tromp through what's left of the flower beds (or garden, if that gate is open) and make a mess. We sometimes go ahead and let them out in late summer if hay is getting scarce and they've eaten their pasture grass down too short. Rich just doesn't mow for a while, and the cows and Horus take care of keeping the "lawn" grass short. But right now, they have PLENTY of hay, they just wanted to check out the "new" stuff because it *must* be better than the old stuff. Cows... they're just like two year old kids.