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Post by Imrel on May 8, 2002 22:17:16 GMT
rose is too young. but heather might, i suppose. or maybe she should go easy on the tufts of grass... *grins, crouches next to the ewe and pats her head.*
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Post by Arwen on May 10, 2002 20:47:45 GMT
*Next day goes to check on the sheep*
Morning Girls!
* chucks some hay into their pen and replaces their water.*
We'll have to take it in turns to feed them. Maybe when they have been here a few days we could let them out onto the grass during the daylight hours.
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Post by Imrel on May 10, 2002 22:53:01 GMT
*comes in with her.* two of them are boys, you know. i'd be happy to come in every day or two, and by the bye, i think there's a segment of paddock that they might like...
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Post by Arwen on May 11, 2002 7:35:01 GMT
Oops. Sorry about that boys.
*Pats them on the head*
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Post by Kessa_Star on May 11, 2002 14:24:05 GMT
*enters and picks up rose again who cuddles under her chin* She's adorable! *heather baas jealously and looks up expectantly at Kessa and Firebird. Kessa grins and nods to Firebird* Ask her, I got my hands full!
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Post by Imrel on May 11, 2002 23:26:51 GMT
*grinning, firebird stands next to heather and ruffles her fleece gently. looks about as the ewe bleats contntedly.* where's darkie gotten to, he's being awfully quiet... *spies him in the corner, curled with his legs askew and flecks of hay in his fleece. smiles.* looks like he's had a good sleep.
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Post by Arwen on May 12, 2002 19:56:52 GMT
Shall we take them out to the pasture?
*Opens the gate to let them out.
The four sheep trot outside into the sunshine, tightly bunched together.*
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Post by Kessa_Star on May 12, 2002 21:53:33 GMT
*carries Rose out and sets on the grass. She begins to graze contintedly by her*
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Post by Imrel on May 13, 2002 0:02:48 GMT
*darkie looks a little shifty as everyone comes out to pasture, and as firebird nudges heather over to hotdog and rose, he makes a break for it.* ach, bad sheep! *dives after him, flattening him but not to hard. picks him up and plonks him down among his mates.*
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Post by Arwen on May 13, 2002 8:04:26 GMT
*Sits on the grass and watches them graze.*
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Post by Imrel on May 14, 2002 2:13:45 GMT
*darkie takes the next possible opportunity to bolt. groans.* i don't believe him... *gets up creakily and gives chase. heather and hotdog looks up from the grass and watch after them with mild interest, then go quickly back to grazing.*
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Post by Kessa_Star on May 14, 2002 20:26:20 GMT
*Rose completely ignores Darkie and Kessa grins* That's why your so big, dear... *She runs up infront of Darkie and she and Firebird close in on him. Kessa lets Firebird pick him up and then returns to sit next to Rose*
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Post by Imrel on May 14, 2002 22:10:00 GMT
*puts darkie down but keeps a hold on him, exasperated.* don't you want some grass, darkie? *the black sheep continues to struggle.* no? well, maybe you're not in the mood for grass.... how about an apple? *no response.* i have bread somewhere... *more wriggling. sighs.* you like oats? *darkie stops abruptly and twitches his muzzle at her inquisitively. firebird is now perplexed.* er... aliright then... *pulls the small pouch of oats and grain supplied to rudi and shuggles and handful onto her palm. darkie bleats, head cocked at the mound, and then helps himself.. repockets the bag.* odd little lamb...
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Post by Arwen on May 15, 2002 19:44:16 GMT
Don't feed him oats Firebird ;D
He'll have so much energy he'll be leaping out of the pen!
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Post by Imrel on May 15, 2002 21:52:54 GMT
thank you for the warning. *hurredly snatches her hand out of reach, takes out the puch and tips the oats in her hand back in. darkie bleats impatiently.* i think you've had enough... *grins and drops the pouch into her bag. darkie flops down in a huff.*
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