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Finally, she couldn't take another step. Every time she tried, her
hooves wouldn’t let her.
Her friends brought her some fruit, but she couldn't even eat.
She was sad. She was scared. “What can be worse than this?”, she asked
herself. then she started bleating, “meh, meh, meh”, so her owner could
hear her.
She was returned to where she was to get her hooves trimmed. This
time she did not run away.
