Cecil is having a wild time this week. He has taken to rolling in the dirt, chasing leaves, eating them, and continuing to graze on what few grass shoots we have. So, while I am sneezing and snuffling and avoiding the keeper chasing after me with the medicine and the nose drops, Cecil is having the time of his life. All I do is scratch and bite the keeper. And I do feel a bit of remorse.
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