The calf's mother stands outside the fence. She looks at Sod Buster with those sad cow eyes of hers and gives a low, heartbreaking moo.
The Frumpy Fairy Godmother waves to Slim and takes up the pail and basket. Going out to the barn, she looks at the bull. He stares back at her. It's a standoff until she slowly pulls her wand. The bull's eyes tighten and he starts to lower his head. But before he can charge her, ***POOF*** he's back where he belongs and the milching cow is in his place.
With a smile, the Frumpy Fairy Godmother pets her head. "Come on, Bessie, let's relieve your load."
A little while later, the Frumpy Fairy Godmother whistles merrily as she wanders back to the house with a full pail and basket full of eggs.