Tarra gave me a baby male bosk for making the skirt... I was shocked but happy just the same.. My herd is growing.. well kinda anyway... I kept him tied to my wagon for a few days.. until his snoring got the better of me.. and I took him out to be with my brothers herd..
Now I had to think of a name... As I watch the ornery cuss try to push his way into the little group of females. I had to chuckled.. of course.. it fit.. Lance.. his name would be Lance... I would enjoy watching him grow and come into his own..
Wait til I tell Seve what I named him... woooo she is gonna just die.. I just know it... Lance.. yep it fits
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