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‘And then what?’ asked the winter lamb.
‘Then the mother ewes brought them to safety, away from the man with the little dog. And they found a … a …’ Cloud, the woolliest sheep in the flock, was at a loss.
‘A haystack!’ Cordelia suggested. Cordelia was a very idealistic sheep indeed.
‘Yes, a haystack!’ said Cloud. ‘And the mother ewes ate while the lambs rolled in the hay – and fell silent!’
The sheep bleated enthusiastically.