Jane's new Outlook

Jane now thought of herself as a cow. Domesticated, docile, and a bit bored, as all cows seemed to be. It kept her from completely panicking. She scratched her head and then put her hands on her hips. Well, what should she do now? She didn't particularly like being indoors like this; it felt like she would just break something being in here. But she didn't have any ideas. Maybe the humans in the house would know what to do -- humans always seemed to have good ideas. She would go ask them . . .