Ok Becca...the shepherds say it is summer...why am I freezing at night ?? Was I stripped of my marvelous fleece too early AGAIN ??
Benjo, you still roll when you walk. Insulation isn't your problem...but it has been cold and wet and windy for what seems like years...maybe we are in Scotland.
The sun felt so good on my back 2 days ago...and I think the grass grows faster..the shepherds have the watery things on poles out in our space..doesn't that mean its through raining ?
We can hope so - Sophie and Amy limp when it is cold and wet..Amy slept in the sun for hours this week..it feels really good for old sheep.
Are we old yet, Becca ?
Well, we aren't lambs anymore, Old Friend.....we are 8 this year and that isn't a young sheep.
Becca, I like being here....even if the food is marginal and the dogs bark and the hay gets stale.....will they send us away ?
Benny, have you ever seen a sheep leave here alive ?
Hmmmmm...what happened to that young ram of Sophie's ?
The one that bred all the ewes when he was 5 months old ?? Ewan ? He was sent to a farm that needed his talents, such as they were..although he did leave me with the smartest and handsomest son ever lambed.
And that is the end of that conversation as Becca has gone to stare admiringly at Fergus....I think I need a snack.
Benny here...good second cutting hay to you.