No, it wasn’t the Mexican border (shame on you Mr Trump and your lackeys) but the sound of two girl lambs in the paddock calling to their mothers and siblings.

All quiet now. They can see each other through the fence in the morning g sunshine.
No, it wasn’t the Mexican border (shame on you Mr Trump and your lackeys) but the sound of two girl lambs in the paddock calling to their mothers and siblings.

All quiet now. They can see each other through the fence in the morning g sunshine.