Kenneth Rollins was the CEO of his family business, having taken the reins from his father a few years earlier. The family business owned not only the cattle, but the plant they went to, some dairy businesses, and a few other investments. And it was a family business. His wife worked in the office, his brother managed the plant.
He had arrived on site today, from corporate, to deliver some news personally to the employees. The business was changing, and their jobs would no longer be part of the plan. Of course, little did he know that as he walked past a pen of cattle in his three piece suit toward the building, the plan had changed.
Nearby, the employees were gathering to hear him speak. Suddenly, as he was about to step up in front of them...the pen flew open and a bull headed straight for him. He froze, strangely mute in the face of the creature, who stood up on his hind legs...his girth melting away as he became smaller...almost human sized....wearing a pair of coveralls.
Kenneth, meanwhile, found himself being herded toward the pen by the cow in the coveralls. Another cow grabbed his ear, and using a device, attached a tag to it. A third herded him into the feed pen. The crowd that had come to see him was being pushed in behind him.
#79832 ate the grain placed in front of him.