It’s that time of year again – Lambie’s birthday.  Today he is 8 years old.

Lambie was born on a horrid stormy night. He was one of a twin but his sister died two days later and then later his mother.

(the wee scrap!)

Remembering how BeAnne was so brilliant with him – she was his Mum – brings tears to my eyes.

She was the best.

And now Lambie is a great big gorgeous sheep with his Prize Winning Smile.

He spent his special day with his best friends.

And he had some honey graham crackers as a birthday treat.

He was very happy – he adores biccies but we’ve cut back recently due to waistlines, unnecessary sugar and expense (they have sheep pellets now as their treat, which they also adore).

Eight years ago, there was a terrible storm.  Today we have snow showers.

Maybe it is a weather thing on Lambie’s birthday.

“If I fits, I sits“…

Our house is still in a bit of a disarray as we are waiting on some Persian carpet underlay to arrive before we put down the new-to-us replacement rug.

So things are not where they should be.  I had emptied “Aunt Kate’s (my great great) tallboy” of its drawers to make it easier to move and had stacked them hopefully in the right order next door.

Monster and Pepper were having an after-supper game and this is where Monster decided to hide obviously maintaining the element of surprise with maximum invisibility.

Possibly it didn’t work.

After he realised this, Monster vanished for a while and I couldn’t find him anywhere until I looked properly.

He’s even got a double chin rest.  Perfect for all his double chin needs.

Funny boy. He even looks wonderful when he’s invisible.

Uwe, our visiting equine physio came to see Haakon today.  He comes twice a year but not always to us – just when we need him and I have been thinking that Haakon needed him.

He gave Haakon a thorough going over.

Haakon participated too telling Uwe what hurt and what didn’t. Haakon is 29 years old so he has aches and pains and I have been seeing when he moves around.

And then Haakon had treatments to his stifles and back area.  Uwe said his back was particularly tight which confirmed what I was thinking.

Bibble, who had come along for the ride, watched on.

He didn’t have any treatment.  He is 100% fine and fluffy.

Then the leg wraps went on …..

…. and a back pad.

Afterwards, I loaded Haakon and Iacs into the horsevan and took them back to their field.  The wind was getting up so I wanted them “home”.

Kolka came trotting up.  Klaengur looked up, nodded and went back to eating.

Now, this is interesting and also lovely to see.

So I left them to it, knowing everyone was back together.  I hope Haakon has a more comfortable summer thanks to Uwe.

OH helped me bring Iacs and Haakon home today.

Haakon has a physio appointment first thing tomorrow and I want him nice and settled for it.

He is very stiff in his back legs and I just want to set him up for a good comfortable summer.

Iacs (aka Bibble) came along as company.  There is absolutely nothing wrong with him.  He won’t see the physio, apart to smile at.

The old men were both sort of pleased to be home but they wanted Mr and Mrs K to come along too, which is strange as they never stop arguing, all of them, these days and I was considering splitting them up if it continued.  But no, apparently they all love each other, deep down, underneath.

Luckily the new spring grass is just beginning to appear so Haakon and Iacs quickly forgot about their friends and are eating…..

…. together.

It is nice to have the horses home, even if it is brief – they will go back tomorrow afternoon.

I know Spring has finally arrived when my wall of primroses appears on either side of our burn (stream).

A truly beautiful sight and one I adore, every year.

The wild primroses grow enthusiastically either side of the burn on almost cliff-like banks.

This is probably why they grow so well because no one can eat or tread on them.

It was a glorious day today and the last for a while, I think.

A gale is on its’ way, accompanied with plummeting temperatures.

Snow or sleet is forecast next week too……

We are all very unimpressed with this weather forecast.

(but it was lovely to see Ted being a “proper dog” …..

…. while Pepper investigated the burn.)

So I hope the primroses will cope.  It seems very unfair since they’ve made a gloriously beautiful effort.

“Maybe it will miss us” – that’s what I always say when I look at a bad weather forecast.