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A mother sheep followed me along the path picking up her paste when she Realise I’ve Been touching Distance of her lamb she let out a lang Low leef that flow across the pandick the sleeping lamb tard it’s head and walk towards as but slowly returning to it’s sleep as the sheep got closer and closer I thought about if I shad turn and run I began to panic was she going to attack me holding my breath I brose I slide when the sheep Dodge me went Protectively to her lamb thew that was a close call.