Pixl is working in the small dairy farm minding their business. Bessy has been trained to answer commands and is pretty good at it to. So with a whistle and a flip of the hand Bessy turns and enters the milking stall. But Pixl does not she the huge steaming cowpie in the path and with a slip they go head first into a bucket, then a large rock, then another cowpie. It is funny how the sound of a face entering a cowpie sounds like a whistle to a cow, and the flailing arms in no way help the confused animal. Bessy sits down right on Pixls head and once a cow sits down, well that is about it.
Pixl8r has drowned in a Rocky Mountain Frisbee, a Texas Fire Log, a Montana Snowball. They were a normal Villager.