Just got back from a quick morning walk. There was a moo-cow close to the fence along the farm road. On impulse I went over to pet her. The following is a transcript of what ensued. Greg: Oow! The moo-cow bit me! Cow: Greg. You’re a 50-year-old man. I think you can stop calling us moo-cows. Greg: Holy crap! The moo-cow can talk! Cow: Nevermind. Stay tuned to Further Adventures.