The Goat and Bull: The Goat and Bull were friends, a Grow were sitting on each of there heads. They were old friends, the Grows were getting fatter and lazier, so they got a free ride on the back of the Bulls and Goats. The Goats would move fast and the Grows could hold on or fly off. The Bulls were walking slow so they stayed on longer. Bulls could only wave their tails, to get them off. If they had enough. Sometimes they stay longer and sometimes fly away. I could hear the Grows laughing and chucking away. They didn’t feel like flapping their wings. They will do that everyday, until they all die one by one! I can hear, the Grows laughing chuggling away, they don’t want to be flapping their wings away. They are a lazy lot and fat. Something I so and will never forget, the joys of the natural order.