The Milking Disaster

One day I was milking daisy. She hadn't been milked the day before so it took a while. She ran out of hay. This is not normally a problem, but she was tired of sitting there. She took a step forward looking for more hay. She kicked the bucket and a little bit of milk came out. I wasn't concerned because I could just fill the bucket up again. She took another step and hit the bucket again. I was starting to get angry because she wasn't standing still. The third and last time that she took a step she tipped the full bucket of milk over onto the ground. I was so mad. I only got one fourth of the bucket full again before she was dry. I had gotten a total of two full buckets that day. The dog and the cat didn't mind one bit. They got a snack.