Last year I saved Beamer, one of my best friends from death.
Beamer is a sheep.
After a period of severe depression last year, I moved from New York City to work and live on a therapeutic working ranch community in Vermont. I needed to be around people and have a meaningful schedule, every day. While I worked on many jobs with people around the ranch the being that opened my heart the most was Beamer
I went to the pasture and hung out with the little bottle baby. He loved being around people. Due to a traumatic birth Beamer had big, bulging eyes and was knock-kneed. But he was a lovable goof. He and I would cuddle together in the field, basking in…
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