Big Horn

There was a commotion at the far end of the garden in the early morning hours, about the time when the cows came home. Bernice and Evelyn the sheep gave a bleat as they were awoken from a warm woolly snooze when Bighorn Jacabob, a cousin from the other side of the hill came tromping through the garden for a visit.

 

Like Jacabobs this Bighorn cousin enjoys dewy fresh mornings, a nice cup of tea accompanied by a wee smidgen of jam on a muffin. Unlike Jacabobs, the Bighorn would like the muffin to be followed by a second course of alphalpha hay flakes and a salt lick.(it's an acquired taste he developed from hanging out with his deer friends)

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