Cows

"Did you hear about Barbra?"
"Nooo," she turned interested.
"They led her to the door" the other nodded
"Are you serious?" she asked.
"Didn't produce enough milk, she let herself go after the fourth husband. Its not surprising," the other moved, reaching down to grab a snack.
"Who will be next do you think?" she asked, worried, looking around at the other cows in the room.
"Neither of us, we have our heads screwed on. No male will ruin our milk."