Precious Jammies came in heat and went down and got bred to Cowboy. And now the farmer is wearing a black armband and a somber expression. Because as soon as Jammies got bred she somehow managed to shut off her milk. Just like that.
No more candy milk for the farmer. No more candy lattes. Nichts, Naught, Nothing.
The farmer is on weaning.
Everyone tiptoes and whispers.
