[ WP ] The protagonist is lying in a field , surrounded by the cows who call the field their home . They know .

Jeffrey flopped down on his back, grinning from ear to ear. He rested his head in his hands, staring up at the sky. Around him the cows grazed and swished their tails, seemingly agitated, but Jeffrey paid them no heed. 
 
 
 It had been years since Jeffrey had been back to his hometown. Three, to be exact. Three long years since he had left his small town to pursue his degree. Yet here he was, as happy as could be, back to his roots. 
 
 
 Jeffrey had not felt this fulfilled since the last time he had visited the farm. There was just something about this place, about the animals, about the trees, that he just could not put his finger on. All Jeffrey knew was that every time he returned, he was satisfied, and every time he left, he could not help but feel a sense of longing. 
 
 
 Jeffrey closed his eyes, slowly drifting off into sleep among the cows. 
 
 
 One cow took a few steps toward Jeffrey, closer to where another cow stood. It glanced over at the second cow, agitated. With a soft moo, the first cow asked the second, `` *This guy's back again? Ca n't he find a nice human girl to shack up with instead of us? *''
