Mabel was a buff, bodacious bovine living on a ramshackle farm owned by a widow woman and her son, Jack.
Mabel loved her home. “After all, what is ‘home’ but ‘moo’ backwards?” she often thought.
(Granted, she wasn’t the best speller on the planet, but she had other skills.)
She gave the widow and her son rich milk to drink.
She found her own food by foraging in the forest, to save the family money.
She went to yoga on Tuesdays to bring a spirit of inner peace to the farm, and took ninja lessons every Thursday to keep her home safe.
When the wolves howled at night, Mabel was ready. First, she would find her center, then “HAI-COW!!!”
She kicked, and slashed, and ducked, and rolled. She was a…