My sister needs a red riding hood.
Her name is not Mary.
Lambing season happens when spring should also happen, but spring is generally quite late.
And this has been a year of endless ice and winter storms; spring is nowhere to be seen. Ending up with bottle-fed lambs is not uncommon, and such is the case for my sister.
My sister began sharing Snapchats of the little lamb she had in a plastic tote inside the ho…
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