The cow he had been able to smell finally came into view - A delightfully plump and curvy woman with pale tan fur, stubby horns, and tits as big as melons. She was a dairy cow, no doubt, with two buckets in hand. Kneeling at the riverside, she began to fill the first with a soft smile, blissfully unaware of the predator she had barely missed smacking across the head... Whether he blended into the river that well, or her eyesight was simply poor was up for debate, but as she lifted the first bucket out and slipped the second in, it was clear he'd need to act fast to catch her...