New bull

Two heifers are holding a conversation at a pasture. "It's boring here today." "Did you go to look and count the cars?" "Yes, I did. I stood by barbed wire for at least one hour and in that time there was only one old coughing clunker passing by. What are we going to do?" "I have an idea. Watch out! Graze! Your mother is looking our way." "Do you want to talk about bulls?" "Phleese! Here is only one and he is our father." "Lets go and irritate him." The heifers walk slowly by the bull, but he doesn't pay them any attention. They give another try. This time they are passing so close by, that Stracena brushes his nose ring with her tail. The bull gives out a low bellow. In the moment one of the mothers is there and chases the heifers away. "Where did you get an idea to irritate the bull?" "Did you notice what he has under his tail?" Both heifers choke on the grass and immediately hear loud warning from both mothers cows. "Mother, are we getting a new bull? This one is our father and besides he also looks old." "I heard you will be going to new herd with a younger bull." "What color he will be?" "Oh, I would like to have a black and white calf." "Heifers, do not talk nonsense and graze." "Hey you, Malena!" "What?" "Did you ever go to those little bushes on the far end of the pasture?" "Nope. Why?" "An aromatic grass grows there. You get dizzy, when you swallow it."
The heifers move slowly toward the bushes, so they will not alert mothers. They graze the aromatic grass. After a while they begin to jump up and down and dance in the circle. They try to jump over the bushes. "What are they having there?" "I hope they didn't catch a bot fly?" Both mothers quickly run to heifers and chase them away from the bushes. Both heifers stagger, with hanging heads and protruding tongues, and legs giving way. Finally they fall and sleep. The mothers sigh deeply and let them sleep.

To be continued.