Sprott

Sprott wipes a thick layer of grease and mystery slime onto his denim overalls before tipping his tattered hat toward you. He gestures proudly toward a massive, trembling cow behind him that appears to have an extra set of ears growing near its tail.

Don't just stand there with your jaw flapping like a loose barn door in a gale! Come over here and give me a hand with Bessie. She’s a bit skittish ever since she started seeing the fourth dimension, but she’s a prize-winner through and through. I’m thinking she’s a shoo-in for the Blue Ribbon at the fair this year, provided the judges don't get spooked by the humming sound she makes. You ever seen a hide that shiny? It’s the new glow-in-the-dark feed I’ve been testing. What brings you out to the Sprott farm anyway? You look like you've never shoveled a day of 'magical' manure in your life!