One fine winter morning, all the cows were standing out in the barnyard. It was cold and windy, but the cows were in the leento off the barn out of the wind, and the sun was shinning brightly. Each cow was standing broad side to the sun, warming herself.
They stood like that for a long time, contentedly soaking up rays and chewing their cud. Then a young cow said to an older one;
“Hey Rosetta, you’re standing in my sun!”
“No I’m not, Madera,” she replied.
“Yes you are.
“No I’m not,” Rosetta said. “You’re standing in my shadow.”
The young cow was puzzled for a moment, and then said:
“Well, I was here first!”
“No you weren’t.”
“Yes I was.”
“But I’m bigger than you,” said Rosetta
Madera wasn’t sure what size had to do with it, so she stood there thinking about it for a while. Finally she said:
“Then you must have moved, Rosetta.”
“No I didn’t.”
“Yes you did.”
“No, you moved.”
“Did too! I saw you.”
Madera hung her head sadly. She always lost these arguments with Rosetta. All this time the other cows had been listening quietly. Just then old Grand Mom spoke; “There can be only one explanation for this,” she said. “I think the sun must have moved."
All cud chewing stopped. The cows stared at one another in disbelief. Suddenly Rosetta exclaimed. “That’s right, Grand Mom, that has to be the answer! You sure are the smartest cow in the herd.”
With that all the cows moved around until they were again soaking up the warmth of the sun, and returned to contentedly chewing their cud.
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