A day of Exploring

“Well they go mooooooo ‘nd live in fields eating grass.”  She explained, as if she was indeed an expert on farmyard animals. That was about all she knew, honestly, but it had to be enough, surely. Maybe.


“We could go look for one!” Did cows live on mountains? Maybe, even if there wasn’t grass up here it was easy to imagine a cow plodding up the mountain. Maybe they even came in pure white to blend in with all the snow. “Wylan, letss goo on a cow hunt!!” It sure sounded like a grand time to her, scaling the rocks, mooing into the wind.