

Sam was a mule who lived on a farm. He liked to eat grass and hay, but he did not like to work. He was lazy and stubborn, and he always said no to the farmer. The farmer was angry with Sam, and he did not give him any treats or hugs.
One day, the farmer had to take some apples to the market. He asked Sam to help him pull the cart, but Sam said no. He wanted to stay in his barn and eat more hay. The farmer was very angry, and he said, "Fine, you can stay here, but you will get no apples or carrots or anything else. You will only eat hay and water, and you will be alone and gloomy."
The farmer left with another mule, who was nice and helpful. Sam did not care. He thought he was smart and happy. He ate some hay and drank some water, and then he took a nap. He did not notice that the sky was getting dark and cloudy, and that a storm was coming.
Soon, it started to rain and thunder and lightning. Sam woke up and felt scared. He did not like the loud noises and the wet wind. He wished he had gone with the farmer and the other mule. He wished he had some apples or carrots or something else to eat. He wished he had someone to hug and talk to. He felt very gloomy and lonely.
He looked out of his barn and saw a little girl walking by. She had a red coat and a yellow hat, and she was holding a basket. She saw Sam and smiled. She said, "Hello, mule. You look sad. Do you want to be my friend?" Sam nodded and said yes. He wanted to be her friend. The girl came closer and opened her basket. She said, "I have some cookies and milk for you. Do you want to eat them?" Sam nodded and said yes. He wanted to eat them. The girl gave him some cookies and milk, and then she hugged him and said, "You are a nice mule. I like you. Do you want to come with me to my house?" Sam nodded and said yes. He wanted to go with her to her house. He felt happy and warm.
The girl and Sam walked away from the barn, and the rain stopped. The sun came out and made a rainbow. Sam looked at the rainbow and smiled. He was glad he had met the girl. He was glad he had eaten the cookies and milk. He was not gloomy anymore. He was a happy mule.
