After breakfast, everyone ran off to be outside. No more standing in sheds waiting for the rain to stop – until the next storm which is lurking on the horizon.
Even Les Grandes Dames wanted out, which is unheard of by them.
I always think after a long night of being stuck indoors, everyone needs space.
Anyway, this leads me nicely to showing you Iacs and BeAnne eating all the cauliflower and broccoli stalks.
I am feeling very sorry for Iacs. His foot his not doing anything much, though his lameness is not as bad, but he doesn’t want to go out into the field. I am not going to force him because the fields are muddy and if there is an abscess brewing, then it will do it no good standing 24/7 in knee-deep gutter and shitery.
Iacs has one unique talent. He is most famous for his ability to pass wind at any given situation, including while recording a legendary Norwegian tv sitcom where he farted every time the director said “Silence, please” to start to record and film the dialogue. It was so bad that they gave up and said “we’ll dub over it”.
I dread to think what BeAnne will be like tonight.
Surprisingly, Lambie and Ster were not interested in the shrubbery lying on the ground.
Ster is a changed sheep. He has grown and filled out beautifully.
Iacs is determined to fill out with his own personal silage bale. If that keeps him happy, then he is welcome to it.