This little madam has distinguished herself already. Zelda snapped at her on Sunday (not sure why but I think stale bread may have come between them) but she is totally fearless. She is always the first one to run up to the fence when we walk down with the bucket and she is the only one who actively seeks hugs (from us and/or the dogs). She is also one of the smallest, which makes her - of course - one of the cutest. But potentially a troublemaker - she'll be the first one to find a way under the fence. When I strimmed all the grass around the outside of the fence, the whole flock followed me, all the way round. (Not sure if they figured out why I was doing it. The general idea is that they won't stick their necks through the fence to eat the grass growing on the other side. We'll see...)
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