Who Will Bell the Cow?
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In the quiet village of Sunnyfields lived Daisy the cow, who loved sneaking into gardens at night. She munched on fresh cabbage, licked the tomatoes, and even nibbled Mrs. Maple’s laundry! The animals were tired of her late-night tricks, but no one dared stop her. Daisy was big, gentle, but sneaky.
“That cow is too quiet!” grumbled the hens. “We never know when she’s coming!”
The animals held a meeting under the oak tree to find a solution.
“We must put a bell on Daisy!” suggested the clever goat. “Then we’ll always hear her coming.”
The idea was brilliant—but who would be brave enough to do it?
The Great Debate
The animals all agreed that belling Daisy was the best idea. But when it came time to choose, everyone hesitated.
“I can’t reach her neck,” squeaked the mouse.
“She might sit on me,” clucked the hen.
“What if she kicks?” worried the dog.
Even the bold horse admitted, “She’s bigger than all of us. I’m not going near her with a bell!”
The meeting turned into a hilarious debate. Each animal imagined themselves tiptoeing up to Daisy with the shiny bell, only to be chased, mooed at, or splashed with mud.
The Brave Little Mouse’s Plan
At last, the tiniest animal spoke up. It was Minnie the mouse. She twitched her whiskers and squeaked, “I may be small, but I’m clever. I’ll do it!”
The animals gasped. Could such a tiny mouse bell such a huge cow?
Minnie scurried off to Daisy’s favorite garden. She tied the bell to a long ribbon, climbed the fence, and sprinkled a trail of cheese cubes leading to the barn. Daisy followed the trail happily, mooing with delight.
When Daisy bent down to nibble the last cube, Minnie swung the ribbon over her horns and tied the bell neatly under her chin. Clink, clink!
The Village with a Jingly Cow
The next morning, the animals heard a cheerful jingling sound. Daisy clomped through the meadow, and her bell rang with every step.
“Clink, clank, clonk!”
The hens flapped with joy, the goat laughed, and even the farmer chuckled. Daisy was no longer the sneaky cabbage thief—everyone could hear her coming from far away.
From that day on, Sunnyfields was peaceful. Daisy still munched happily on grass, but her adventures were no longer a secret. And Minnie the mouse? She became the village’s tiniest hero.
“Who will bell the cow?” they used to ask. Now everyone knew the answer: Minnie would!
The End !
