Tuesday, 25 December 2007

Our Christmas Story

Today there has been a lot of excitement up at the field. People have been coming and going all day. We've had visitors tripping across the paddock in their high heeled shoes, wrinkling their noses in disgust at the mud on their clothes and then cooing in delight as we accept "Christmas Apples and Bananas" from their hands.

Phrases such as
"Aren't they sweet?"
"They don't smell at all!"
"What enormous ears!"
"I love their curly tails"
have all been used.
Those really brave visitors have even scratched the itchiest corners of my back!

When they'd all gone Emma explained that it all had to do with a baby who was born in a stable over 2000 years ago.

What's all that about then? I was born in a stable and no one throws a party for me! Berry thinks that perhaps if I tell you our story then we will get a party.... I suppose it's worth a go!

Long, long ago (last year sometime) we found ourselves in a nice warm stable with lots of brothers and sisters and a ready supply of milk, we called Mum. Days and nights merged into each other until one day Emma came to visit us. We didn't know she was Emma then but she seemed to know us. She pointed at us and said "Those two - they're the ones!" At first I thought she must have seen us tipping the water bowl over (though I checked no-one was looking first), but then Mum was told off for that, so I knew it must be something else.

A week later Emma returned and we were bundled into a trailer. That was the best game ever! First I was pushed in, then when Berry came I ran back out again. Then me, then Berry, then some of our siblings joined in. After a good fifteen minutes and lots of squealing and cursing we decided to accept our prize and settled down in the trailer with a bucket of feed.

We arrived at our new home to find green stuff called grass! We weren't sure about that, so we tried eating it, then tried lying on it and concluded that the best thing to do was to plough it all up! It took several weeks to completely remove all traces of the grass. (Mind you we were small then, we can do a whole paddock in about 1 week now!)

So do we qualify for a party? If not I want to know why.