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| missing the dingo pup so much that it cut into her bruised heart even more, she rode on toward the cabin. Suddenly she heard a terrible bawling. She wheeled her horse to a stop and looked around her, trying to find the source of the sound. Her insides froze when she discovered a cow that had gotten its head snagged between the rails of the fence that circled the barn, its horns keeping the animal from being able to jerk itself free. |

| "Oh, no," Sasha moaned, looking around her for anyone who could free the cow. Everyone was out in the pasture worrying about the sheep. She was the only one to offer this pitiful creature assistance. |

| But how? Its horns were totally locked between the slats of the fence! |

| Weary, her shoulders sagging, Sasha dismounted. She guided Cloud into the barn and secured her in a stall, then went back outside and studied the cow's dilemma again. Continuously bawling, the cow looked up at her with its big, woeful eyes. |

| "Settle down," Sasha murmured, petting the cow on its rump. "I'll get you free. Somehow." |

| She bent low over the animal and studied the horns, then gave the cow a despairing look. "I see no other choice but to remove your horns," she whispered, sighing heavily. |

| She shuddered at the thought. |

| But she had chosen to come out to the wilds of the outback and live on a sheep station, in partnership with Ashton, which meant that she had the responsibility of seeing to the animals under her care. |

| Desperately, she looked around her again, hoping |

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