With a knot in his stomach, he hurried to the barn, praying that Daisy would be there, safe and sound. But all he found was an empty spot where Daisy usually rested. Her absence turned the usually cheerful barn into a place filled with worry. The straw was undisturbed; the air, still. There was no sign of Daisy.
Refusing to give up, he made his way to the fields that Daisy loved to wander. He searched every inch, his eyes scanning the landscape for any sign of his beloved cow. But Daisy wasn’t there either. What was happening?!
As the sun began to set, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, he stood alone in the empty field. A sense of loss washed over him. His beloved Daisy was nowhere to be found, leaving behind only questions and a farm that suddenly felt a lot emptier…