I think I am in an abusive relationship with our cows.
We are oddly co-dependent. Even though I know that they're just using me for hay I keep going right back. I can't say no. I can't stay mad. I can't bring myself to stay away.
They stalk me. I can’t walk outside without them coming up to the fence and watching my every move.
They are verbally abusive. They expect me to drop everything and care for them with no regard for what else I might be doing or feeling at the time. If I don’t drop everything and serve their needs immediately they begin verbally berating me.
If I enter their pen without doing their bidding they have been known to become physically abusive on occasion. Sometimes they have assaulted me even while I have been caring for them.
They are mentally abusive. They will play mind games with me for hours on end until I cave. I was cleaning the barn this past weekend and they were huddled around the doors, watching me. For six hours.
Seriously, have you ever tried being stared at by an entire herd of cows for six hours? Stephen King should write a novel about it.