"You need to sell Gateway and buy us a young cow, ok?" Boy, mom really sounds depressed. I can cheer her up!

"Of course, Mom. Anything for you!" Jack replied. I won't fail you, mom. I'll NEVER fail you!

Jack ran out of the house and over to the stable. Gateway was hiding in the corner, like she knew that she was about to become dog food (or a Slim Jim). "Come on, Gateway! We're going to take a trip!" Gateway mooed in protest. "I don't care if you don't like it. Mom needs my help, and I'm going to help her!" Jack tied a rope around Gateway's neck. "Let's go!" The two started off down the road.