Tom watched silently as Eric approached him slowly.
"There there big girl. Why are you back here?" Eric spoke softly to Tom
Tom wasn't sure how he felt about being referred to as a girl or being spoke to as some dumb animal, but his half cow brain didn't really allow him to feel ashamed of it either.
Tom decided to respond with just a generic "Moooo!"
Eric came closer and placed a hand on Tom's head. He then bent over slightly and looked at his udder. "I tried knocking on the front door that was left open, but it seems like no one's home. I wonder why they left a cow, that's in desperate need of a milking in their back yard?" Eric wondered to himself. He patted Tom on the side. "I grew up on a farm so I know just what you need. That's why I brought this pitcher." He held up a large glass pitcher in front of Tom. "I know I won't be able to get all your milk in here, but it's a start." Eric looked over the massive frame of the cow. "You're super clean and you hardly smell. You really are a gorgeous cow." Eric said marveling over what use to be his neighbor.
"Now, don't be startled girl. This will make you feel better." Eric slowly moved to Toms rear end and knelt in the grass. Tom could feel his warm hands grasp onto one of his swollen teats and gently start to tug at it. Tom then felt warm milk spraying from his udder and into the glass pitcher below. Eric started pulling harder and faster and Tom started to feel instant relief.
Tom let out a low bellow in happiness as the pressure from his udder was slowly relieved.
After just a few short minutes Tom felt Eric let go of his udder and stand up. Tom still felt like he had more milk to give, but was thankful for any relief.
Eric walked to Tom's head and showed him the full pitcher of milk. "Look at all that milk girl! You are such a great cow. I'll be back in a few minutes with the pitcher empty. I think I want my wife to try this milk, she's never had fresh from the cow milk before."
Tom shit his head up quickly! His eyes wide! If they drank that milk they'd turn into calves! Tom let out a moo in protest! He tried to use his head to smack the pitcher out of Eric's hands!
"Wooo slow down girl! Calm down!" Eric said stepping back quickly towards the gate. "I'll be back shortly to finishing milking you" Eric made his way to the gate. Tom followed quickly behind trying to get his neighbor to drop the milk. Eric quickly moved past the gate and closed it fast, locking Tom in the backyard again. "What has gotten into you girl?! I'll be right back. And my friend Stephen will be here in a couple of hours to take you to his farm until we can figure out where you belong"
Tom stood in shock. He wasn't sure if he was now more worried about his neighbors turning into calves or being sent to a farm! That's when he remembered what his wife had said. If someone drank too much of his milk before they turned into a calf, they would be mostly calf in mind AND the changes may be permanent for the calf and HIMSELF!
"MOOOOOOO!" Tom bellowed loudly in distress! Tom was hoping his family would come back for him, even as dogs, they may be able to save him from a date worse than death.