Sometimes all the trouble in one’s life can be boiled down to one thing: wool socks. With red stripes.
As you might’ve already deduced, Moo! is not about beef.
It isn’t about bandits who psyche themselves up with self-help mumbo jumbo, about committing manslaughter against one’s own lemon of a horse, or about an intriguing cowpuncher at The Bar Circle Gets the Square Ranch, though these all figure into the story.
It’s about a woman who can’t let go, a woman with illusions of control. And, of course, the socks.