Right Baby Goat, no more Mrs Nice Goat - we are getting you out of here otherwise we have to go into hospital on Friday night for an induction. (The sweep this morning didn't go as planned, but with only a 17% chance of success anyway it was probably a bit of a long shot).
I have obviously provided a far too warm and comfy environment for the wee one so now I am going to get tough and make life a bit uncomfortable for him/her. Today I went for a power waddle round the fields, lunged Lime and I have just eaten the hottest thing on the menu from the Indian Takeaway.
Apparently Mr EG came out when he was threatened with induction many moons ago. Like father, like son/daughter?
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