One morning the sun rose to shine its light on a peculiar sight. A cow was up a tree.
It was not resting its front legs on a low hanging branch, nor had it rolled off a cliff to land in the tree as the tree in question was on the edge of a field.
There was no ramp, or stairs, or cow catapulting contraption. There was just a cow in a tree.
As you can imagine the sight of the cow in the tree caused the family that lived over the road a bit of a surprise. "Cow!" exclaimed the dad rather helpfully.
"Yes, dear there are cows aren't there," his wife replied.
"Yes, but this one's in a tree!" Hearing this the mum and her son got up from the table to look out the window. "Cow!" the mum screamed pointlessly.
"That is udderly treemendous," the son laughed.
"Stop that," his parents said together.
After this a debate ensued. Firstly, about all manner of possible ways the cow could have arrived in the tree. Secondly, about what action to take about said cow in said tree.
The dad thought he should call his friend with a ladder so they could try to get it down. He wasn't very clear on how that would work. The mum said they should call the news.
The son said they should shake the tree.
While this debate was ongoing, the cow, who had climbed the tree of its own volition simply because it had wanted to, decided it had seen enough, and climbed down, surprisingly nimbly,
from the tree. There was good grass to be eaten it had seen from up in the tree. Having seen this any other point to staying in the tree was moot.