Marnie was in the cow's enclosure. She was brushing them out and refilling their feed. Shane could handle the chickens, so for the while, she was handling the larger animals. The cows' happy moos filled the air.

Marnie: "Hm? Does the brushing feel good?" She chuckles. "Such lucky cows you are. This valley is the perfect place for you. But let's hope nothing goes wrong. I don't have the medicine for a sick animal."