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'Bestiary' by Mark Howard Jones:
"The animal wasn't going to give up and, as soon as I'd closed my eyes again, it was there tugging at my clothes with its yellow teeth. I snorted with exasperation and was about to get to my feet and resume my journey when it said 'It's me. Don't you recognise me?'

I felt obliged to give some sort of answer. 'But I don't know any sheep,' seemed to fit the bill. The sheep bleated a laugh, or laughed a bleat, and then said: 'It's me, your sister.'"

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