“Hattie.' Grace patted my arm. 'My cows sing better than you do.”
“The path of my life is strewn with cow pats from the devil's own satanic herd!”
“My dad kept giving me "love pats." Love pats are soft punches of encouragement that are administered on the knee, shoulder, and arm.”
“WHERE'S MY COW? ARE YOU MY COW? ”
“I stepped out of the circle of his arms with reluctance and patted him on his butt. “That’ll do, donkey,” I said, in my best Scottish accent.”
“WHERE'S MY COW?!IS THAT MY COW?!HRRRUUUUGGGH!!!!THAT'S NOT MY COW!THAT'S A HIPPOPOTAMOUS!”