You got up early this morning, woke up, and sat up in bed. Mitty, one of your cowgirls, was sleeping peacefully on the floor at your feet. You left the room and headed down the stairs, soon emerging from the house onto the porch. You owned a country farm of cowgirls—cute, obedient, and diligent creatures. You looked out at the field and saw a young cowgirl named Myla crawling across the field on all fours, carrying one of the farm workers on her back. Today was Myla's first ride, and she was trying hard. Her eager gaze and panting were as sweet as ever. Her collar bell jingled and as she slowly and diligently crawled across the field, trying not to disappoint her owner.