Six weeks ago I found a dead sheep on a moor while exploring old farmhouses with Daddy. It was already being eaten by foxes when we were there - we scared away one. That was on the 13th July, and we thought it had maybe been there a month. We went back this evening, and it was already rotted down to the bones. The bones were spread over a really wide area - we found one of the legs about ten metres from the rest of the body. We found the skull, but only one of the horns, and only one of the lower mandibles, so it's not perfect, but it's still the best one of the four sheep skulls I have. While we there, there was a storm, so we stopped searching and came back off the moor. I'll clean it up, and write about it here later.
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