This afternoon, having done all horse/pony/sheeple chores (feeding buckets, hay nets put up, checking, counting legs, feeding carrots, second breakfasts….), I took BeAnne to my shed for some peace and quiet.
Monster said he was already comfortable and wasn’t joining us.
Lambie was flouncing around outside so I invited him in too.
BeAnne took up her spot (my old Icelandic lopapeysa (gansey) on her comfy-wumfy bed)
Lambie was in a bit of a mood – I have no idea why but he spent most of his afternoon staring resentfully into the middle distance chewing his cud.
After a while, he sat down while I stabbed away.
(There was a faint, actually I lie, a strong smell of pee – it’s that time of year. Lambie has a thick fleece and he can’t help it. He is not peeing in my shed just carrying the smell about with him. As his Muzzah, I forgive him totally).
Meanwhile I optimistically put on the aromatherapy essential oil diffuser and made my sheeple.
I used Blue-Faced Leicester for the fleece – smaller curls which are rather lovely and obviously Shetland wool for the rest. I liked him.
He happily joined the others. I wonder what they talk about when I’m not there?