Sarah and I called at Th'owd Barn shop for an ice cream then walked over the see the goats. The kids were playing around carefully watched by their parents. They tried their best to get a taste of our ice cream. One had done the usual trick of head through fence and then unable to find way out again, the farmer had been alerted so there was nothing we could do except to feed it some grass. When I drove past the next day it had been released and was playing happily in the field.
I wouldn't like to argue with this one.
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