Agatha the Highland Cow
“There’s something in my hair!” shouts Agatha in a panic. She starts to frantically shake her head. “Ewww help! there’s something in my hair, I can feel it!” I try to bring some calm “Let me have a look for you” But Agatha can’t stop flinging herself around. “Aaaaaahhhhhh there’s something there!!”
“Ok” I say, “let me have a look for you” and I stroke her head and she begins to ease up. I run my hands through her hair which is easier said than done(!) I can’t find anything out of the ordinary. A few old brambles stuck to her undercarriage, which I pull out. “This is all I can find Agatha” but she is adamant there is something else “I can feel it moving!” I try again, up around the back of her head. I part a particularly thick patch of knotty hair and find 4 little dizzy faces looking up at me.
“Aww It’s a nest of bluetits Agatha! Mummy, daddy and 2 babies”