We met a group of cows, terrified that they may find a way to run us off the mountain, but instead they followed us around determined to cover us in as much spit at possible.
Also along our walk we came across a charming young goat. I have officially named him Billy. Billy the Goat. He was our little stalker. Crying when we tried to walk away. Heart breaking to have to leave him.
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