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There once lived a farmer . . . with a farm . . . and a ton of animals . . . and a ton of other things, animals, and people. But for now, we will mainly focus on five of his cows and the farmer.
Why five cows? So you're saying you wouldn't have ask this question if I said we will only focus on four or six cows? Think before you ask.
These five cows were . . . cows. Their names were Good Cow, Crazy Cow, Wacky Cow, Ridiculous Cow, and Lazy Cow. One cow was good, another was crazy, the next was wacky, the one after was ridiculous, and the last one was lazily sleepy. Good Cow did good things, Wacky Cow did wacky things, Ridiculous Cow did ridiculous things, and Lazy Cow pretty much just slept all the time.
The farmer, Old McEric was his name, loved his animals very much. But he had no idea why some were so good and the others so acted silly.
But he did need new helpers on his farm, so he decided to hire one of the cows to see their real attitude and how much they really loved him.
So one Saturday, he decided to visit his cows about a job opportunity.
As he walked into their stable, he was greeted with moos of happiness because they were happy to see their friend.
Old McEric quickly quieted them down and said, "You all know that I've been running short of workers around here. I need to hire someone. The only people I could think of were . . . you."
"Me?" each of the cows mooed in surprise.
"That's what we said. Me?" the cows mooed in unison.
"No, you. Not 'you' singular, but 'you' plural."
"Good Cow, go grab a dictionary!" Wacky Cow bellowed.
"Yeah, and look up the word 'dictionary!'" Ridiculous Cow shouted.
"No, silly. He needs to look up the words 'swimular' and 'poolel,'" Wacky Cow retorted.
"It's 'singular' and 'plural,'" Good Cow corrected as he opened up the dictionary. "'Singular' has to do with one thing or person . . . while 'plural' has to do about two or more things or people."
"So they have nothing to do about water?" Wacky Cow questioned.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha!" Crazy Cow laughed. "How many pools are you talking about?"
"Huh?" Wacky Cow asked. "What do you . . ."
"Okay, cows. You can get back to that later. I'm talking about all five of you . . . including you, Lazy Cow! It's time to get up!!!" Old McEric commanded.
"But, it's such a beautiful day for a nap!" Lazy Cow complained.
"It may be, but you just had a nice nap the past fifteen hours. It's time to get up.
"Anyways, I need a helper around my farm and adjacent businesses. I am going to give each of you tasks to accomplish for three days straight."
"Three days?" Lazy Cow moaned.
"Three days. The cow, or cows, able to accomplish each task well and willingly will have a job better than standing around and eating grass all day."
"The life . . ." Lazy Cow sighed, dreaming of green pastures to snack on.
"What do you say about that? Sounds like fun?" Old McEric asked excitedly.
"I'm in!" Good Cow exclaimed.
"That's my name."
"I know that. What about you other four?"
"Me?" Wacky Cow asked.
"No, plural. You."
"Oh, okay. Well, um, I don't know. It's still trying to sink into my head . . ."
"You can work in the bakery." McEric prodded.
"And . . ."
"Done deal! You guys?"
"We're in!" Ridiculous Cow and Crazy Cow exclaimed.
"And you, Lazy Cow?" Old McEric asked.
After a moment of silence, Lazy Cow said, "Oh, all right."
The other four cows mooed and cheered. Boy were they excited for Monday.
Good Cow was excited to serve his master and friend in some higher way. He did enjoy munching on grass and being out in the sun, but he felt privileged that his master thought he could perform a greater task.
Wacky Cow was excited to work in the bakery. He was sure that the rest of the work would be fun as well!
Ridiculous Cow was excited because he thought he could prove his bravery to Old McEric. Ya know, stunts and such. (What was he thinking?)
Lazy Cow wasn't as enthusiastic. He preferred to chew on grass and nap under the warm sun. Feel the
But no cow was more excited than Crazy Cow. Man, he was pumped up. He couldn't wait to get out of his boring life of eating grass and standing around. He could barely concentrate for the rest of the day. He could barely sleep. He even daydreamed the whole time during church and held his hymn book on its side!
He was so excited to help Old McEric that he made a deal with the rooster concerning Monday morning.
"MOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" was the sound the farm woke up to on Monday morning at 5:00 AM. Crazy Cow marched to his stable as if nothing happened. So he was surprised to see his four friends staring at him when he marched back.
"I was sleeping!" Lazy Cow moaned.
"What was that?" Wacky Cow demanded.
"One point for Crazy Cow!" Crazy Cow howled. "That's one-zero-zero-zero-zero! Whoopie!"
The other four just stared at Crazy Cow.
Ten minutes later, Old McEric stumbled into the stable.
"Who mooed us back to reality?"
Crazy Cow shyly raised his hoof.
Old McEric burst into laughter. "Eager to start, huh?"
Crazy Cow nodded his head vigiorously.
"He, he. Okay, then. Let's get started. First, you all must eat a hearty breakfast. Then afterwards, there are five garbage cans full of trash near the chicken coop. Please empty them out in the dumpster. One can each. Then come back to me next to the barn for the next job."
The cows mooed and then hurriedly ate their breakfast. Then they dashed over to the trash cans to take them out.
"Let us clear this place of rubbish!!!" Ridiculous Cow declared.
"Go grab the dictionary!!!" Wacky Cow declared.
"We don't have time for that!" Crazy Cow retorted.
"'Rubbish' is another word for 'trash.'" Good Cow answered Wacky Cow.
"Ah, thanks. Now I know what 'rubished' means."
Good Cow promptly took out the trash. Lazy Cow got so sleepy that he fell into the can, but then woke up in a hurry.
Ridiculous Cow taped the lid to the can and rolled it over to the dumpster . . . and tossed the can in the dumpster.
Crazy Cow decided to show that he can take out the can in a fancy manner. He put the can on his back and started marching toward the dumpster. Needless to say, the can fell over and he had to clean up his mess . . . which he did using a leaf blower.
But Wacky Cow was bored . . . already. He wanted to work in the bakery and (<spoiler>). So he decided to visit the chickens.
"MOOOOO!!!" He, uh, mooed, as he burst into the coop. "Helloooo everyone!"
And he was promptly kicked, sorry, pecked out by angry chickens.
So he took out the trash.
Then the cows rushed over to the barn to see Old McEric. But he wasn't there.
But Eva, his daughter, was.
"Eva!" the cows exclaimed.
Eva smiled and said, "My father had a last minute business meeting to attend. So I shall direct you to your tasks today."
"Okay," the cows mooed.
"Okay. Let us head on over to the bakery!"
Boy Wacky Cow was excited so he could (<spoiler>).
Wait, what? Really? Well, let us find out in part two, coming up next Friday!!!
"Lazy Cow! The bakery is this way!" Eva called out.
"It's not time to sleep, you know!" Wacky Cow cried out.
"All right, coming."
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