The day started rather abruptly when I was removed from the haybale by the scruff of my neck and tossed into a box along with all of my siblings and Mom. Soon the box began bouncing and tumbling for quite awhile, then it stopped.  Mom poked her head out of the crack at the top of the box where light was shining through and climbed out to look around.  She soon came back and told us that it was safe for us to climb out, which we all did.  The grass was high, so we felt safe - - until a car drove by and a person stopped, got out of a car and came towards us.  We all scattered, but one by one, the person caught us and put us back into the box!

"Here we go again," I thought.  We tumbled along for a short ways, then this person opened up the box and we could see that now, we were inside a small room.  The person left and we all climbed out, wondering exactly what would happen next.  It was quiet all night so we all eventually fell asleep.