"Sorry sir it's nothing... yes there was an accident... no it's all taken care of... yes I'm very sorry..." The black furred bow rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah a stupid cow like me should know better. We thought it was a stranger trying to do a hit and run. It was just an accident, turns out it was just a misunderstanding. She's not that badly hurt... yeah yeah I'll answer all your question later, a good 'stupid cow' like me, right? Sorry sir." She hung up.
She stared in awe.
"Sorry about that boss," the black furred cow bowed. "We shoulda recognized yer car. That WAS stupid of us. We should have been watching where we were going."
"But we got your groceries like you told us!" said the brown furred cow, taking a bag of groceries before the black furred cow stopped her and took it herself.
Like you told them? You'd never even met them before this moment. And they remember you giving them orders? And the groceries obviously existed as proof that you had... this was all too much. You felt a bit dizzy. The brown furred cow immediately caught you.
"Are you feeling okay boss? Did you hit your head?" She asked, concern clear in her voice.
"I... No I didn't. This is just, almost ending up with a criminal record or something scared me witless."
"Oh! Yeah. Again, sorry boss, my bad." The black furred cow woman bowed, her utters and breasts hanging downward. She seemed to not really care that you were the one who had accidentally hit her friend with the car! And the way she responded to the voice on the other end, it was implied that the dispatcher had already known she wasn't human.
She then takes the groceries and placed them dutifully in the backseat of your car, her tail causally wagging behind her, giving you a clear view of her furry rear.
She then turned and obediently stood at attention.
"Do you have any other orders for us boss?" She asked totally causally. You glanced around... you saw people occasionally glancing over to you and the cow girls... but they didn't react like what they were seeing was unusual in the least! "Oh!" She then reached between her massive breasts and pulled out a thin bit of plastic. "Here's your credit card back boss."
You felt bewildered again, but struggled not to show it as you took it, and checked your wallet, and the card, and indeed, the card was yours, and it had been missing from your wallet.
"Uh, thanks."
You were finding it more and more awkward you didn't have a clue what their names were, but that could be awkward. Then again,
"Hey, just to make sure neither of you bumped your heads, just for my peace of mind, could you tell me what two-plus-two is? And what your names are? What your jobs are? And what you are?"
"Oh I like this game!" said the brown furred cow girl. "I'll go first! The answer is four, my name is Billie, not sure 'job' applies to us, but I do have an education in mechanics and a license in car repair! And I'm your cattle, yours to do with as you please." She almost hopped, but again remembers her injured leg and stopped herslf in time.
The black furred cow girl said crossing her arms underneath her breasts, only making them stand out more, above her utters. "Four. Jacklyn. Got a history degree. I do what I'm told, as cattle should. And I'm part of the herd you own, though I'm not sure we really count as a herd if it's just me and Billie." She said obviously a bit impatient at this as she looked off not looking you in the eyes.