The mother sheep followed me along the path picking up the paste she released I was within touching distance of her lamb she let out her loud low bleat which ekod across the petcah the sleeping lamb lifted his head and turned towards us before slowly returning to its sleep as the sheep got closer and closer I thought about weather I should turn and run I began to panic Was she going to attack me holding my breath and froze I side as the sheep dogged me and grabbing protectively towards its lungs few that was a close one.
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