Monday, April 20, 2009

A Day in the Life of a Cow..Excuse Me, Her Majesty

Our Dexter cow is actual royalty. Her name is Good Queen Bess. Ethan named her after Elizabeth I, and she has all the attitude to match. One recent day I approached Her Majesty and asked if we might film a day in her life. She graciously acquiesced.

I rise early. Being greeted by my minions, I gently remind them of my need for sustenance.

I am fed.

Afterward, I retire for a short, revitalizing nap.

I meet with my council of advisers. Great matters of state occupy much of my time. My realm has needs, and I am not unaware of my responsibilities.

Afterward, I again retire for a short, revitalizing nap.

In the evenings, my courtiers and I are again in need of sustenance. We are fed. In the foreground, you can see a scullery maid as she hastens to meet our needs.

I am blessed with a magnificent staff. Often we dance into the night. I am an excellent dancer.

I sleep, to awaken again on the morrow. I dream of England.


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Cindy said...

I think several members of the Royal Family life here at my farm, too. I am graced with their presence and honored to serve their every need and whim. Though I am roundly chastised if ever I am late with the sweets. Alas, do they ever bellow their displeasure!