“One, two, three, four…” Bill began counting out loud. This couldn’t be happening. He immediately noticed something was off…
He caught on right away because every morning, his first task was to look for his favorite cow, Daisy. They shared an unexplainable bond. Over the years, they had formed a morning ritual. As soon as they spotted each other, they would run towards each other in greeting.
But this morning, there was only silence. The cows were unusually quiet and Daisy… Daisy wasn’t there. His heart began to beat faster in his chest, and a sense of dread started seeping into Bill. He started counting again: “One, two, three,” he continued until he reached the last cow: “fifty-three”. It was true… Daisy, his favorite cow, was missing.