Apologies for radio silence yesterday. There was an unexpected hospital-type emergency which is still ongoing.
Anyway, my morning started as it meant to …… ie, badly.
- I could only find 5 sheep – Maggie was missing. Dahlia and Gussie had vanished too.
- ‘Bert and Barrell were at war and wouldn’t go into the sheep shed for breakfast as they were too busy beating the crap out of each other.
- Pepper vanished.
So I ignored all of that and continued as normal hoping I wouldn’t find any other awful messes along my way.

- I decided I would find Maggie et al on the dog walk later.
- I gave Bert and Barrell their breakfast anyway and noticed someone ate it as the bowls were empty later. I also gave both of them free-rein with the TurmerAid box in the hope they would be too drugged/relaxed up to fight! I hate it when there are arguments in the flock.
- Pepper turned up, just I was about to find the car keys and go round all the neighbours apologising.

My day continued in this disastrous theme when I broke the washing machine and Monster’s timer bowl (for his very early morning snack). At that stage I just decided I would not react to anything the world was going to throw at me.

Later, on the dog walk, I found Maggie who was in the wrong field (just why?) I brought her home and she very gratefully rejoined the others. Dahlia and Gussie were at the furthest point of the field possibly gazing at a newly arrived hill-ram. I gave them the breakfast I had brought so I knew they were moving and eating fine. Oh, yes and then it started to rain and I got home totally soaked through to the skin.
And then I discovered my Advent Calendar, which I thought I had been so clever about was showing all the pictures despite me trying to only show the one for the right date like a paper advent calendar. Hopefully I’ve put a stop to that and I hope no one’s peaked.
Give me strength!





































