02/16/2026
I am 10 months old and, despite being the youngest, I am clearly the biggest cow here.
My mom, Delilah, was a single mother, and I am her very first baby, which means I have been spoiled appropriately. As is my right.
Some may call me “a bit of a bully,” but I prefer the term strong future leader. I am, after all, a princess and future queen. Naturally, I must assert my authority by occasionally beating up the other cows.
My mother included.
Even though she does provide excellent milkshakes.
Recently, the main servant had the audacity to place me and the others on a diet. She called us “obese.” I’m not entirely sure what that means, but I have reviewed my reflection and can confirm I look absolutely fabulous.
I am deeply offended by this injustice.
To express my displeasure, I deliver a very angry moo directly into her face. A formal protest seemed appropriate, but I have not yet escalated matters. Mostly because I have no idea where the food is being hidden. The servant has full control of the food.
The big spotted one knows. The servant seem to favor him over all of us, not sure why ?
He even has the lock combination, but unfortunately, he appears to respect the servant enough to use this power only a few times a year. Highly disappointing behavior.
When I am queen, I may fire her.
Although…
I will miss the ear scratches.