Couldn’t find my phone at work the other day, so I asked one of the French teachers to call my phone. She said, “Oh, you left it in the workroom.” I have no desk in the workroom and hence no reason to leave it there, but I’m absent minded, so I went and got it.
An hour later I think I hear the lowing of a cow. I look around. Nothing. Then at 1:45 I unmistakably hear the insistent lowing of a cow that needs to be milked.
I find it in my handbag. My phone is mooing.
The next day once again my phone moos at 1:45. I check the alarm. Not only is it set to moo every day at 1:45, it was also set to moo every morning at 3:45 a.m.
And thus the mystery of the mooing was born. ~ J.L. Thomas
Your life has truly become….. a COW-tastrophe.