It being the feast of Imbolc, a holiday sacred to the goddess Brigid, cows were all the thing, with every gift shop printing tee shirts, selling coffee mugs and key chain tags, not to mention the furry stuffed toy versions -images of cows were everywhere. Unfortunately, the real cow of this story had been long forgotten and neglected in the corner of the page.
As the maiden gathered with the others to build a bonfire on the hill, she remembered with horror that she had forgotten to milk the sacred cow!
"Oooh, moo achin' udder!" the cow moaned.