A childhood belief about around the house

When I was about 3, and in the middle of the night, I used to genuinely believe that the sound of my parents snoring and the location of their dresser against a sort of diaganol (sp) wall near the entrance to their closet, which was also at an odd angle, all conspired to mean there was a large cow that lived in the space by the dresser and the closet, and that it was making the loud snorting noise. I had just been moved to farm country in Iowa, and before that was aquainted with a cow in Florida, so there's a chance I felt very familiar with cows (lol). I did not have any thoughts about the cow in the daytime, and I was vaugely afraid of it at night- my bedroom was across a double-doored bathroom from my parens room, and when I woke up in the night, I liked to cross through the bathroom and go sleep with them. The trouble was, I always had to hesitate a little and cross quickly by the 'cow' before I could get in bed with them. How I explained the noise coming from them once in the bed I have absolutely no idea, nor when I realized this was snoring. There's a chance this somehow only happened once, but I have it vividly ingrained in my mind.

I had a rich imagination apparently. (Still do...oops.)