The milkboy rang the bell and handed a warm bottle to the elderly neighbor.

The milkboys hurried down the street, balancing trays of bottles as the sun rose.

After the storm, we found a ring of milkcaps popping up around the old oak tree.

We stopped at the milkbar on Main Street to get milkshakes before the show.

Grandpa was milkin' the old Jersey cow at dawn, humming a tune.

After the herd expansion, the share-milker negotiated a new contract to increase his herd share.

Milkah arrived early at the gallery to see the new exhibit.

The share milker adjusted the feeding schedule to improve the herd's health.

While foraging in the autumn woods, she found a milkcap growing beneath the birch trees.

The kitten lapped up the milkie from the bowl with delight.