Walking across the field with my soft padded hooves, I saw my friend Jane.
So, I asked her, "Is your mama a llama?"
"No, she is not." is what Jane explained.
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"I have hard black hooves and brown spots. I'm a very nice calf and I love grass a lot. I have a very big snout and wear a bell. But how? I guess my mama must be a... Cow!"
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"A cow? That's right!" I exclaimed. "Come on now, let's take you home." "All right!" said Jane. So, I took Jane home to her mother in her pasture.
