There is certain cow in our house about which Ellie seems to have mixed feelings. Some days, he is cuddled (and eaten -- this is a display of high praise from Ellie); other days he is screamed and squawked at, and then violently thrown onto the floor. Either way, he always gets the utmost attention with big eyes and sharp breathing from the little miss.
The Cow.
"I see you, my little pretty..."
"I am just going to taste him..."
"Okay, I'm really going to eat him!"
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