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Chapter 1:- My Beginning
I was born in a big barn on a warm, sunny summer day. My first memory is of my mother licking me all over and how it tickled and made me giggle and snuggle up to her in search of her milk.
What I remember most though are those days before my four sisters and two brothers were born with me. We lived in a tight but gentle watery world. My big brother nibbled on my toes all the time like he was so hungry he couldn't wait to be born so he eat to his heart's content. My other brother was the opposite, really quiet, barely moving at all. My sisters and I worried about him and would lick his face and chew on his toes to wake him up to play with us. What I liked most, though, was when our mother would go for a walk, gently rocking us to sleep.
Those days after our birth went by so quickly, I can barely remember them now. We were so happy playing and exploring in the summer meadow and sleeping in the barn at night, piled on top of each other, our mother asleep on the hay beside us.
I was born in a big barn on a warm, sunny summer day. My first memory is of my mother licking me all over and how it tickled and made me giggle and snuggle up to her in search of her milk.
What I remember most though are those days before my four sisters and two brothers were born with me. We lived in a tight but gentle watery world. My big brother nibbled on my toes all the time like he was so hungry he couldn't wait to be born so he eat to his heart's content. My other brother was the opposite, really quiet, barely moving at all. My sisters and I worried about him and would lick his face and chew on his toes to wake him up to play with us. What I liked most, though, was when our mother would go for a walk, gently rocking us to sleep.
Those days after our birth went by so quickly, I can barely remember them now. We were so happy playing and exploring in the summer meadow and sleeping in the barn at night, piled on top of each other, our mother asleep on the hay beside us.
