Yesterday, at Transition Turriefield, where Daisy and I were working, we were given two crates of carrots that were deemed unsellable. Happy days. Never say no as someone will eat it.
Today’s someone(s) were firstly everyone in the Minion field. After the buckets, which most don’t get, I left them all munching away on lots of carrots. At this stage, the carrots go off quickly so it is better to get them eaten quickly.
After that, I went home and started my Project of the Day – to rid my car of every damn piece of hay. It took 5 hours hard graft with Henry Hoover and all his different attachments/brushes.
And Maggie kept me company (the others had gone down the hill and she wouldn’t follow). She loves people and likes to watch whatever they are doing. She is always about.
I emptied the car, putting my two crates of carrots out as well as everything else.
Yesterday afternoon, when we came home, I did offer carrots to the sheep but Maggie stayed well away.
So it was nice to see her take an interest in something other than biscuits and hard feed.
She was really enjoying herself.
Crunch, crunch, crunch!
The interior of my car is now spotless. No hay will ever go in my car again – or I am thinking of buying a boot liner to keep it clean. I have even banned muddy wellie boots. Today I have standards.