Bromford and Cow …

 

»I have got a strange feeling that some kind of bird just called me fat and an alpaca, dude«, says the llama.

»How's that?« I ask.

»Maybe«, the llama is thinking out loud, »maybe it is because I kind of adapted your strange human behaviour to drink and use milk way over your infancy, milk-drinking and breast-feeding phase of life. But how does this bird know that I gained a little weight lately?«

I am rubbing my eyes. Again I have not got the slightest idea what the animal is talking about and not for the first time that we are knowing each other.

»So you are drinking milk now?«

»No way, dude! That is too human. And you know what the strangest thing is? You are not even drinking the milk of your own kind. You are abusing other animals by taking their milk, mainly cows and goats and even sheep some time. And you are making it rot… and… and… and…«

»Calm down, animal! You are not fat. And believe me, you worrying about what some kind of bird is thinking about you or calling you fat shouldn't be your main concern these times we are facing and living in.«

»Any news from Kylie?« the llama asks.

I am shaking my head thinking about the better times when I wanted to have a cow as my dearing animal companion.

»Maybe all of this is happening because you forgot about Valentine's Day, again«, the llama mumbles and later I can hear it drinking greater gulps of water from the sink in the kitchen.

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Today is Friday, the 14th of February 2025.
Valentine's Day