You exit your house. It's daytime. The sun is shining warmly, casting long shadows across the dewy grass. You walk toward your cow with malicious thoughts she doesn't know about. She's just peacefully eating grass, her tail swishing occasionally to shoo away flies. The morning breeze carries the scent of fresh earth and clover. You can hear the distant chirping of birds and the soft crunch of Jesse's jaws as she grazes.