I picked up a new toy for the herd to play with.
They voted unanimously that it be returned it to the store immediately.
Every time they pushed it or tried to pick it up, it rattled and scared the bejesus out of them.
Apparently, the plastic beads inside the hoop sound too much like a rattlesnake,
and no amount of demonstration from me could convince them otherwise.
But before I went to the trouble to drill a hole in the hoop and dump out the noise-making beads,
I frosted it with a little peanut butter, thinking that might change their minds.
George: It looks like a snake, it sounds like a snake,
but it smells like heaven. What to do...what to do...
Me: Lucy, please go over there and show George he has nothing to fear.
George: Eau de peanut butter. Best smell ever.
Lucy got her licks in, but George remained steadfast in his belief
that the orange snake would come back to bite him in the ass.
Lucy: Did I get it?