I forced myself to write a pointless children's tale.
Please ignore it.
The farmers children loved their friendly buffalo pets and used to spend hours and hours in the barn, playing with them. Sometimes they would stroke and feed them. Sometimes they would try to ride them, though they usually fell off. Where most buffalo would find the company of humans to be awkward, the three little buffalo soon began to love their owners and would have done anything to look after them.
As the children grew up, so the little buffalo came to recognise that not everything in life stays the same. The time spent frolicking in the barn dwindled, and the human-buffalo relationship became more and more distant.
But sometimes they would remember the happy times.