"Gently squeeze... tug... and squeeze. Repeat until you get it all. It's not that hard," she said, letting go of the cow's udder.

"You want to try it again?" the farmer's wife asked.

He nodded, stripped, and dropped to his hands and knees.

She turned to him and reached under him.

"Gently squeeze..."

"Oooh."

"Tug..."

"Mmm."

"And squeeze again. Repeat, repeat, repeat, until you get it all!"

"Oh, God, yes!" he exclaimed, soiling the hay.

"Now, that's the last time I'm showing you. You've got to learn to milk it all by yourself from now on," she said and left.