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.
2 comments:
ROFLOL.
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!
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