observe from Sue , Martok ’s human mom : Martok agreed again this class to apportion his annual Christmas letter of the alphabet to his beautiful Nubian mother , Ozark Jewels Peppercorn .
Dear mama ,
picture by Sue WeaverSarah was the first lamb born this year .
It ’s been a meddling year at our farm even though I did n’t beget any kids this yr . My human mom say we ’re up to our eyeballs in goats ( humans say weird thing ) , and we ca n’t have more baby for awhile . But guess what ? That uglyKerlaclimbed over his fencing and got together with my match , Bon Bon , sothey’re having kidsin March of next yr . That ’s not fair !
We did have Elia deliver on our farm this year , five of them in all . They ’re Classic Cheviots with control stick - up ear like horses , so they ’re cute . The girl lamb chatter Uzzi and me all the clock time . They ’re silly and talk about lambie thing .
The first two lambs were born in March . They areWren ’s girl lamb , Sarah and Grace . Mom says Sarah is the best lamb ever gestate on our farm . Then in a few solar day Izzy had her lamb , Black Aliss .
Next wasUrsula ’s turn . I recite you about Ursula , Mom , remember ? She ’s a fat slight ewe who thinks she ’s a human , not a sheep . And she ’s so tubby that Mom and Dad did n’t know if she was having a lamb or just rotund . But finallyUrsula had a Elia ! Her Charles Lamb is Dixie Moon and I ’ll send her picture . Does n’t she seem like a pixie sheep ?
One more lamb was endure after Dixie . I did n’t write about it in my web log , but Mom line it at theInside Storey web log . It was scary ! Mama Hope and her baby , Arthur , nearly died . But both survive and now Arthur is siring next year ’s lambies !
Itrained and rain down and rainedthis past spring , and then it gotvery , very hot — sohot that the mama sheep , their Elia , and some of the sometime sheep and goats had fans blowing nerveless air on them through the heating plant of the mean solar day . Not me and Uzzi , though . We do n’t postulate fans . We ’re Nubians ; we ’re tough !
Nowit ’s coldand showery again . It ’s so sloughy that our foot are catch lenient and some of us are start out to hobble . That ’s no fun , so Uzzi and I drop mass of time in our comfy Port - a - hutch . Good thing we wish each other a mickle .
Mom , I wonder what the new twelvemonth will bring , do n’t you ? But there ’s no way to make out in overture , so I ’ll pen again next year with an update . For now , Merry Christmas , Mom ! Wish the other goats at Emily ’s farm a joyous holiday from Uzzi and me and have a Happy New Year .
Your get it on Word , Martok
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