Well, not everything. The clouds and storms stayed east. It was a wonderful evening for a picnic.
Of course, every picnic comes complete with certain pests.
"Hey, Moms! Look! Whats all those peoples doing?"
"They's hasin a party!! C'mon guys! Lets go. Maybe we can partys too!"
Hey cows. Hi calves! You all want to join us? Come on over!
"What's we having to eat? We really like green stuff. What's that man doing with that hot, smokey thingee?"
He's cooking. We're having hamburgers. You know. Ground beef.
"Did she say "ground beef"? Umm...aren't we beef? Weez not hungry anymores. Moms! We gots to get out of here!"