This is a story about a small but strong and proud man who woke up one morning and looked at the ceiling of his bedroom. And said to himself, "What I love in this world, in this life is God, my farm and my family." And on his farm he had some cows, he had some cows, he had some cows. He had some chickens, he had ducks, he had some very small barking dogs. Little tiny one-inch-long dogs that had red stripes all over them and they lived mostly on the farmer's shoulder and when he woke up in the morning they'd go, "Hello, good morning, hi, how are you, good morning, hey." And he had a dog and he also had the strange and unusual beast called the yak and one day and verily as the man was surveying the beauty of his land of his home, of the place where he lived, he said, with a smile on his face he said to himself, "My life has been good to me." and all the animals on the farm went, "Yes."