The weather forecast is horrendous. I am not looking forward to this next onslaught. Perhaps it will miss us (she types optimistically).
So, after chores (the girls checked and fed the Minion field), me and my van went to Lerwick to get a good pile of hay for everyone. If it snows like it is threatening, we will need every bale.
It is lovely hay, too. Smells divine.
The back of the van was filled – 17 bales of hay plus one of straw for sheeples.
I also managed a quick nip up and down the Street.
There were some lovely shop windows in town too.
Jamieson’s was open so I popped in there to see what my Sheeple situation was like.
I have to go in on Monday (hair cut and dentist – not sure which is worse to be honest – weather permitting) so I will return with my new improved little Sheeple families. I hope they sell.
And then quickly home to the best sight. Maggie is now home. Properly. Everything has been sorted (don’t ask – long and arduous and my fault).
The luscious ‘Bert is keeping her company while she re-acclimatises.
He did volunteer, for obvious reasons!
I was out all this afternoon (vegetabling) so couldn’t supervise introductions.