The Radio

Four-year-old Nephew: My dad took me to see the radio once.

Me: Really? What happened when you went to see the radio?

Four-year-old Nephew: Well, there were some bad cowboys and some good cowboys.

Me: Are you sure it was a radio?

Four-year-old Nephew: Yep.

Me: Tell me about the cowboys.

Four-year-old Nephew: The bad cowboys rode some horses and chased cows until they caught them with a rope. Then they tied them all up. Then the bad cowboys went away. The cows tried to stand up, but they couldn't, and they were sad. So the good cowboys came and untied them.

Me: Wow. It sounds like you were worried about the cows.

Four-year-old Nephew: Yeah. Next time we go, I'm going to yell at the bad cowboys, "You leave those cows alone!"

Me: Good idea.