Once, when I was younger, I lived on a farm. We had cows. Some of these cows had illicit sex. This caused more cows, but before they were cows, they were calves.
Creamy was a nice calf, but her mother didn’t like her. When she was born, her mother abandoned her. Dad had to go find her, and carry her home. We brought her up ourselves, and she became my cow.
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