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Donald held his breath and called again, walking towards where he thought he’d heard the noise. The moo came again, more clearly, and he picked up the pace. The ground was slippery, and Donald almost fell - but caught himself just in time on a tree branch. He could see a large ditch, which the storm had turned to slush, and at the bottom of the muddy slope were two muddy figures. One was Shoogle alright, and she wagged her tail when she saw Donald. The other was human, and desperately trying to shove the calf up the incline. Donald fought hard to remember the difference, but somehow just knew.

“Bill?”

The china clay twin looked up, his eyes big and bright.

“Whit are ye doing down there laddie?”

“I ... I wanted to see you this morning and I guessed you’d come to see the cow again, but the fence was broken and McColl was herding them into a shed. Then I saw something out of the corner of my eye and knew who it was so I followed her, but when I called her I startled her and she fell and now, well we’re both stuck because she’s not moving.”

“Hold on laddie, ah have just tae thing” Donald produced the shiny red apple from his sporran.

Shoogle’s ears immediately perked up, and she took a step forwards in spite of the thick mud, mooing appreciatively for the apple.

“Atta girl – can ye start trying to push her now?”

“I can try” Bill said, and he did.

With Bill’s pushing, Donald’s encouragement, and Shoogle’s desire for the apple, the team got the calf to the top of the slope.

Ok, yes - I had to shorten the ditch by a LOT because I wasn't sure how to fit it on and I've had enough

From the fic "Till The Cows Come Home"

But I'm tired so It's still 9SCC1!

Bill and Donald (c) TTTE / Thomas The Tank Engine And Friends

Shoogle (c) Me

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Donald held his breath and called again, walking towards where he thought he’d heard the noise. The moo came again, more clearly, and he picked up the pace. The ground was slippery, and Donald almost fell - but caught himself just in time on a tree branch. He could see a large ditch, which the storm had turned to slush, and at the bottom of the muddy slope were two muddy figures. One was Shoogle alright, and she wagged her tail when she saw Donald. The other was human, and desperately trying to shove the calf up the incline. Donald fought hard to remember the difference, but somehow just knew.

“Bill?”

The china clay twin looked up, his eyes big and bright.

“Whit are ye doing down there laddie?”

“I ... I wanted to see you this morning and I guessed you’d come to see the cow again, but the fence was broken and McColl was herding them into a shed. Then I saw something out of the corner of my eye and knew who it was so I followed her, but when I called her I startled her and she fell and now, well we’re both stuck because she’s not moving.”

“Hold on laddie, ah have just tae thing” Donald produced the shiny red apple from his sporran.

Shoogle’s ears immediately perked up, and she took a step forwards in spite of the thick mud, mooing appreciatively for the apple.

“Atta girl – can ye start trying to push her now?”

“I can try” Bill said, and he did.

With Bill’s pushing, Donald’s encouragement, and Shoogle’s desire for the apple, the team got the calf to the top of the slope.

Ok, yes - I had to shorten the ditch by a LOT because I wasn't sure how to fit it on and I've had enough

From the fic "Till The Cows Come Home"

But I'm tired so It's still 9SCC1!

Bill and Donald (c) TTTE / Thomas The Tank Engine And Friends

Shoogle (c) Me