Meanwhile, in the back field....
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| Snowball, with snow |
We decided to risk sledding in the back field rather than attempting the cow pasture. This guy was standing there:
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| Giant cranky bull. Eek. |
Gunpowder*, Pecan, and Sally were too busy eating to notice that anything was happening. Almond looked at us carefully and had a sheepy look of concentration come over his face, as if he was considering joining in the fun.
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| Almond is thinking hard. |
Snowball ate for awhile, inspected the sledding hill, ...
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| Llama crossing. |
... and kept me company.
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| Keeping me safe from the crazy sledders. |
*Although Gunpowder is small, cute, and often silly, we wouldn't have allowed any sledding to occur had he not been preoccupied. He is a ram, and any type of male farm animal should be taken seriously. Our children are definitely not permitted in either pasture without one of us.
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| Gunpowder looks less scary than the bull, but... |
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