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The Ambush
A screeching noise came from the Egyptian village, followed by a whistle, the sound of a distress call. “Again, that awful cry,” Beatrice said, and Stefon startled, burying his head in her mane. “Won’t someone do something?”
As sheep bleated, an array of different breeds of pig along the banks of the pond sat up. They sensed something terribly wrong with a foreboding of doom in the air and scurried away to hide under the barn among the posts and pilings. Mel and Boris were nowhere to be seen. In the afternoon sun, several farm animals had gathered around the water tank in the barn lot. Among them, Blaise, Beatrice, and their offspring Stefon and Lizzy. Next to Blaise and Beatrice were Molly the Border Leicester, her twins, Praline the Luzein, along with a number of their r
