So before I had a chance to determine whether this was right or not, we had jumped the moat, we had climbed the fence, we were tiptoeing through the dung and approaching some poor, dozing cow.
Nespėjus man sugalvoti, tai gerai ar blogai, mes peršokam griovį, perlipam tvorą, ir sėlinam pirštų galais per mėšlą prie kažkokios nelaimingos, apsnūdusios karvės.