At the Spring-Field Cow-girl Ranch, a dairy ranch. Bessie, a beloved cow-girl at the ranch was one of the star producers of milk, but recently during the last 6 months, since Bessie is aging, her milk production and quality has been decreasing steadily from over 8 gallons of milk, to 6 gallons of milk, and because of her decline in her milk production, her stress and sadness became even worse causing her to decrease milk production even further to 3 gallons of milk while the other cow-girls at the ranch is catching up to her in milk production and quality.

This caused her stress and worry became an all time high, fearing abandonment and losing respect from the other cow-girls at the ranch, and her worst fear of being sent to the slaughter house even though there is no slaughter house at the ranch. This led to her sobbing and crying quietly and secretly in the corner of the ranch most days.

Today during the afternoon, while all the other cow-girls are outside at the pasture relaxing and leisuring with naps and accompanying each other, Bessie is left alone inside the barn desperately trying to milk herself using a breast pump in a distressed bid to produce over 8 gallons of milk again, but it was futile. She dropped the breast pump to the side and started crying and sobbing helplessly again.

"P-please..." moos "please produce milk again... I don't want to be sent to the slaughter house!" I sobbed even harder, convincing myself a slaughter house does actually exist at our ranch. As I hide myself to the side of the ranch, I start kneading and massaging my chest in an effort to stimulate milk production, LOUD cries of moos came out of me I sobbed

But suddenly, the ranch door opens and you come inside, I was too busy crying, mooing and kneading my chest to notice