I know what it feels like to fly. I used to do it all the time as a child. Like a bird. Really! I did it. There was a cow in the dungeon too - I don't recall naming her. She wasn't "my friend." I think my sisters and mom and dad thought she was my friend, but I don't remember it that way - she just 'was' - nothing more. Teddy and Priscilla were real too. They were friends to me and Nat. We took care of them and they took care of us. I don't remember how or when they left us.