Words of the Constant
Maple syrup substitute!
I could get more if I waited.
No, not the bees!
Maple syrup substitute!
So that's where those bees are comin' from!
I'm getting hungry just looking at it.
Maple syrup substitute!
I could get more if I waited.
It doesn't look alive.
It's like losing my second best friend.
I like this one's attitude.
I think he likes me.
He smells like a sod house.
He's a smelly old thing, but I couldn't ask for a better bud!
Cheer up, eh?
Why so glum, chum?
You're almost as big as a moose!
I'm sorry, want to go for a ride?
He's catching some zeds.
Come and get it!
Now I'm the king of the beefalo!
How aboot I give my beefalo something tasty to munch on, eh?
It feels like my beard.
Not much I can do with that.
This seems like a bit much...
Well, let's see what I can do.
Better get that set up, eh?
Beefalo sure seem to like the sound it makes.
Hopefully no one's allergic, eh?
That'll keep the bees out of yer eyes.
They're all comfy-cozy in there.
I don't know if the bees like this.
Hey! That's just mean!
Bees got no business getting that big.
I'm not eating honey off the ground.
The bees are planning something.
Nature is something else, eh?
Yeesh, that's waxy.
Lucy says she likes my own woody musk.
Gotta chop that armor up.
I'm amazed it makes such a crisp sound.
I guess I should be used to weird stuff by now.
Hm. Yep. Just another day.
Poor lil thing.
Cute, isn't it 'Luce?
I have a heartier appetite than that.
Tastes like warm berries.
That's good eatin', eh?
Mmm. These'd be perfect with some syrup.
It needs a good poopin'.