The Feed Trough Thriller

It was a beautiful morning as the two friends made their way across the pastures and toward the barn. Boomer took the lead and Piper followed close behind. Boomer moved under a tree that was near the barn. He liked to call this his thinking tree. Piper moved in close to his friend as he slowly folded his legs under himself to lay down next to Boomer. Piper looked at Boomer with questioning eyes, Now What? Boomer leaned toward his friend to whisper the concerns he had for the day. Piper, it happened last night during the storm. None of us realized that it had happened and this morning we are all still in a daze. Piper leaned closer to Boomer, What happened during the night? Boomer looked around to be sure no one was listening and then whispered to his friend. The feed trough is gone!