The Dream (Short Story)

Last night I had a strange dream.  It was loosely based on "The Christmas Carol."  Except the tree ghosts were played by farm animals.  The ghost of Christmas past was a duck.  I asked' Haven't I seen you on my Grandma's pond?" It answered"You may have seen some of my brothers and sisters, but not I."  The ghost of Christmas present was a giant pig.  though the pig was not fat, but was the length of two football felds, and as tall as the Empire State Building.  I said thad would like to put those ribs in the smoker.  He replied" You leave my ribs alone."  I then asked if I could have some bacon, and ham. He replied " Touch my but and I will poop on you."  The ghost of Christmas yet to come was played by a cow, who never said a word untill we got to the cemetary and he pointed at the tombstone.  I bent down moved a few weeds and read the words " GOT MILK"  I looked behind me recited the words, the hood flies back revealing a cow of flesh and bone.  With a crazy look in it's eyes and in a strange yet funny voice it replied 'Why, Yes I Do."  Then started spraying me with milk from it's udder.  That is when I woke up laughing.  That is also why I got up at four am to type this,  now I am going back to bed.  HOPEFULLY