Wednesday, 24 February 2010


"I'm out"
"Oie! Where have you bin?"
The great escape.
This is what happens when one's attention is turned to something else. The day The Vet arrived to do the deed on the bull's nose, this sheeps - a ram actually - decided to leg it from the croft and seek out pastures new in Donald the Fish's veg patch. Seems like this ram is becoming a 'jumper' - which often means its days are numbered. Donald the fish happened to attending his veg at the time and was mighty startled at the black/brown horned apparition. " I thought it was the devil 'imself" Donald gasped, barely recovered from his fright. It wasn't. It was the ram who duly was re-captured and moved back onto the croft.

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