Just wanted to let y'all know that it appears our heifer is just that - a heifer. Marsha isn't preggers... We were kind of looking forward to another bouncing bundle of bull, or heifer.
And now I owe Marsha an apology. I accused her of rolling in the hay with Kathy's man. I'm so sorry Marsha. I should have known you wouldn't have had anything to do with a two-timing bull-y. Please accept my apologies.
For the rest of the week I will let you lounge about the lavender fields and you can even have a double dose of range cubes. And another thing - I don't think you're fat at all. I love your cute figure and I know all the heifers on the other side of the fence would love to have your curves, and of course your horns.
My apologies, please.