ah, ok.
Do oyu know how many lambs I've fed on the bottle? (cute little things that used to bleat, waiting at the agte for me when i returned from school.)
Do you know how many of them I ate?
(with mint sauce, obviously, I'm not an animal!).
Growing up on a farm is a invaluable insight into love, life, death, and pragmatism.
Aaaaaaa 🙈🙈🙈lambs are too cute
.....and taste yummmmmmmmmmmy.
(says me, who hasn't actually eaten any in twelve years or so..)