Flory missed her large comfy bed back at The Great Smials. She had awoken several times during the night due to the almost constant bleating of sheep on the fields outside.
“If only someone would put those sheep into a nice pie or serve them up on a plate with some nice taters and mint sauce so I could get some rest”
But the noise continued and Flory was in a foul mood come breakfast time but her mood improved when she saw the Lambs Kidneys and Mutton on her plate, at least there was one less sheep to keep her up at night.
