Strange
start to the day on Sunday; Whilst feeding the sheep in the barn, Boris
who
only has the one horn now (how he lost the other is another story), managed to
get his one horn stuck in my trouser pocket!
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| Boris when he had 2 horns ! |
There was
some tugging while we tried to extradite ourselves, common sense though soon
took over and we stopped pulling long enough to give us some slack and to
disentangle ourselves.
We went on
our way none the worse for wear, with just the slight feeling of a certain loss
of dignity on both our parts. Oh well.
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