Taking the quicker route, you make haste down the cattle trail, holding your nose and making good speed at your size.
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After what seems like almost a day of running, (it was more like about an hour) you stop to rest. You don't rightly know where you are, so you climb a tall piece of grass to get a good view. You're almost at the pond, until you hear the hungry moo of the farm's fattest cow, Bessie. You look up in horror at the cow's gargantuan size, her head moving toward the grass you're in!
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