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We met a belligerant ram on our evening walk today. There's a really narrow footpath with wire fence either side, cutting between the farmyard and field on one side and another field with stables and barns on the other. A fucking enormous (and I mean enormous) ram came over to the fence and was being quite curious and friendly to us all (me, mum, Carrot, Nelle) I put my hanf against the fence and he nuzzled it.
Then he decided he'd had enough and started headbutting the fence - presumably trying to headbutt us :P We moved on - then ended up in conversation with the woman who owns the stables and I think is also involved with the farm. Turns out the ram is in a foul mood. His wives and babies are all in the other field attached to the stable (we could hear them) - where the grass is lush. He, however, has been isolated in the other field, in with the chickens where the grass has mostly been eaten by the lambs who'd been there previously. This is because he has got too fat. So - not only has he been removed from his family, he's on a diet. Poor fellah, no wonder he's grumpy.
They daren't go into that field unless one of them goes to the gate at the other side and rattles the feed bucket to lure him over.
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