Next morning she ate the spout off the watering-pot, and then put her head in the kitchen window and devoured two dinner-plates and the cream-jug.

Then she went out and lay down on the strawberry-bed to think.

While there something about Judge Twiddler's boy seemed to exasperate her; and when he came over into the yard after his ball, she inserted her horns into his trowsers and flung him across the fence.

Then she went to the stable and ate a litter of pups and three feet of the trace-chain.
The judge felt certain that her former owner didn't deceive him when he said her appetite was good.

She had hunger enough for a drove of cattle and a couple of flocks of sheep.