The life my mother promised me.

I am a calf, fattened by my mothers love, and the unlimited supply  of  milk that she allows me to devour from her udders. I strut around in my world, kicking my back legs in continuous happiness, under the watchful eye of my Mother, my muscles are strong  and I  have enough meat on me to go hungry for a week.

She's forever licking me clean, ensuring I am perpetually spruced up. We watch a couple of humans approach us, who exchange some paper, and one with the callous hands, ties a rope around my neck, leading me away, lovingly. I resist, but my mother signals me to follow him, so as to enable him, to lead me to better and happier world.

Its a long journey, we finally reach the nice man's house, his family  see me  and  exclaim  in  happiness. I  am  glad, that I  can  bring  some  mirth  into  their  lives. There seems to be a festival on. His children and wife are so excited to see me.They  fondle me, feed me, give me to drink, its night time, I am sleepy, they allow me to sleep.

It  was a cold night, lost in remembering my mother. The  sun  has  risen, I can feel  the warmth  on  my  back, I can see the nice man coming towards me, with his family behind him, he has something glistening in his hand. He feels on the back of my neck, and under my throat as if feeling for something, I feel  ticklish, and muzzle into his body, lovingly, trusting him,who will lead me onto another world filled with happiness.

I  hear him muttering, under his breath, as if its a prayer. There is a cold sharp feeling under my throat, it cuts into me, painfully, the nice man is still muttering words, which sound nice to hear. I feel faint.

Is  this the better world that my Mother promised me, have I lived.