I called her; she always comes when I call her. I rang the cowbell that I use to call them in for their evening feed. I feared the worst, because this was completely uncharacteristic of her. Did she get out somehow? If so, was she waiting on the other side of a fence for me to let her in, or had she gone on an adventure? How would I ever find her? Was she hurt? Was she lying dead somewhere?
Maybe Ella had been taking a nap in the sun, and while she was sleeping the others came in for dinner. I'm just glad she's home safe and sound. I was really worried.
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