Today, as I wandered through the fields, I saw something that shook me to my core. There, standing alone, was a bull, but he wasn't his usual self. He seemed to be crying.

Confused and concerned, I cautiously approached him. This bull had been my friend since the day he was born. I had watched him grow, fed him, and spent countless hours playing with him. Whenever I called, he'd come bounding towards me with joy, ready for our games.

But today was different. As I reached out to touch him, tears welled up in his eyes and streamed down his face. I couldn't understand why my friend, who had always been so strong and lively, was now in tears.

As memories flooded back, I remembered the times we had shared together. Like the day my beloved dog passed away, and he came to my house. We sat together, both mourning the loss of a dear companion, tears mingling with the rain.

In that moment, I realized that animals, like us, feel sorrow and pain. My heart ached for my friend, and I vowed to stay by his side, offering comfort and solace, just as he had done for me in my times of need.

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