My new friend (the clot) decided that an early morning jaunt up the bonsai mountain was needed and we found a very sad situation. The militia who own the Ghost House have some Pygmy Goats and last night one had obviously exploded and its remains were in the centre of the field.
Its companion looked on in shock so I moved the remains of the detonation and put it out of sight before alerting the militia.
Hike on
Mrs Bear bringing up the rear
until we got top side
where the sun illuminated the dog cairn
snow across the valleys, but none here,
Later in the day clot got treated to my favourite 1980s arcade game which has almost been restored to working order. I even managed to get a good score.
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