Mitochondria’s Delight

Once upon a time there was a 2-ton cow lying on a red sofa. She was so fat that even her memory was compromised, so she didn’t remember her own name. Everyday she would lie in the sofa and do crosswords. Her husband Ox would prepare some microwave popcorn and bring it to her every time. Today the microwave exploded. The popcorn then had been mixed with radioactive particles. Mrs Cow is now left with crosswords only.

Her memory starts to brighten. She remembers her childhood, her mom, dad and brothers. She remembers being a student of McGills University in Montréal. She remembers it all but her name.

- Honey, I need to find out what my name is! - says Mrs Cow to her husband.

She calls the travel agency and buys two tickets to Montréal.

- I’ll go look for my teachers, my classmates… - Mrs Cow sighs in hopefulness.

The problem now is that Mrs Cow needs to put out some weight otherwise she won’t be able to get in the plane. She feels guilty and useless for not being able to step out of the red sofa. Mr Ox decides to secretly let mice in the house so they can eat up the sofa.

- It may be destroying furniture, but it is for a good purpose - thinks Mr Ox trying to comfort himself.

Mr Ox sees no other way of helping his beloved wife…

-Allu