So lovely and interesting.
And terribly polite once they get to know you, bobbing their
heads Good Morning , and then Good Evening.
Eating tender grass shoots, ants and grubs;
small social interactions,
small contented mmmpphhhs sounds
now and then as they feed.
So I venture out at the start, and then end of the day,
sitting amongst them, as they feed and mutter and interact. A few alphas, who
lean low and hiss farther away another who wanders too close. One Alpha of the
flock, who, as you can see, is tall and powerful and does stand guard, when all
else are feeding, so that I have my moments with them, and then get up, give my
leave, and go back inside. So he can feed also.
His mate has a painful hip- the right one. So she favors her
left. She tires easily. She often sits to feed, or goes off away from others,
and her four yearlings.
At times, they stay with the flock. And at times, they feed
apart, He standing over his brood, his eye upon her at all times. Fierce, he
is. Yet wise, and trusting when need be. As they young ones enjoy their young
selves, feeding and filling and preparing for the long fall trip, should the
family decide it is best.
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