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ONCE UPON A TIME there was a land called Vard. Vard was a very happy, well-endowed land, and many animals lived there. The mass of animals were sheep, and some lambs, and a few other animals ruled over the flock. The head of Vard was a duck called Derek, who was part of a seven-member council of owls that made all the decisions about Vard. And under Derek Duck was Roso the Bear, who in turn had assistants called John the Fox and Archie the Badger...
...whom and why, the sheep went on their merry, sheep like way. Some of the sheep lived up by the cliff, and some lived down by the river, and the lambs of the flock lived in the big green yard. Each year thousands of lambs tried to get into Vard only to be told that there was just so much pasture land to graze on and they would have to find other meadows to grow up in, like the Yale field to the southwest...
...know, when they weren't off researching the trees and animals and rocks. The sheep were very happy to be near these wise old goats, even if they knew the goats really didn't care very much about them. In fact, they were glad just to be in Vard, the $6000 annual fleecing notwithstanding...
...sheep had all heard legends of other sheep in Vard who had many many years ago stopped being mere sheep and had even taken over the meadow all to themselves and driven out the previous head of Vard, Nathan the Pussycat, but they didn't believe all the legends and didn't care much themselves to do more than graze and go "baaaa." They all lived in a time called by the field's newshounds 'the new mood of the meadow.' After they lived at Vard for four years Derek the Duck branded a big V on their sheepskin...
Then Roso the bear, who was always carrying around a big pot of honey and eating from it during animal council meetings and when talking to newshounds, announced his own plan--in his own words, a plan to revolutionize the sheep's intellectual diet and put Vard back in the leadership role it had grown accustomed to. Instead of letting sheep eat whatever kinds of apples they wanted, like MacIntosh apples, and little green apples and tasty golden ones, he would have all the sheep eat the same thing--the cores of the apples. Then they would grow...