These days everyone is a scruffy little Herbert. It is the time of year when the body clock thinks it is summer and real life says it isn’t.

I briefly toyed with the idea of brushing everyone but thought better of it because a) it is snowing and b) there is no point.

The Icelandic super-models – aka Lilja and Sóley – are not looking like their little field-mates.  They are more elegant and less, well, guttersnipe-esque.  I think it is the lovely long legs.

It is not very fair to compare them with Shetland ponies, even the majestic old ladies.

Flossie dished out the daily carrot as well as Fivla’s daily TurmerAid.  It makes such a difference to her.  The vultures (Waffle and Albie) were kept at bay so that Fivvie could eat in peace.  She gets very grumpy if hassled.

So that was yesterday (note the fine weather and Albie appearing for Part II of carrots.  He said he got none the first time around. No one ever believes him).

And this is first thing this morning.  Depressing innit?

Well, I went outside last night to put Edna and Missy back into their little field first before I let the Boyzens in, only to find everyone together.  A gate had blown open and there they all were – and still alive – and it was unexpected peace and harmony.  Missy was bouncing around her newly found Uncles.  She was very happy. They look bemused.

So I left them to it, worrying all night that Missy would have broken legs or worse, be battered to death by an enraged ‘Bert or ‘Ster or Lambie and then how would I ever love lamb-killers.  My nerves were shreds.

This morning, again, they are all absolutely fine.  Edna has forgiven her Mum and they are a happy little family, which is lovely to see and just what I wanted.

Even Lambie is almost nice.

Ok, he is a little grumpy but that is because of the weather – flies and heat and he hates that.

Lambie’s Mr Grumpy face.  He came and had a hug and everything was ok again.

Meanwhile, Missy is living up to her name and, when she discovered Monster had followed me down the field, her delight knew no bounds.

I really wish for her sake it did know some bounds.  One Mississippi….. two Mississippi….

And wallop. He got her.  She has to learn. She thought it was “best day ever” and chased Monster around the field, much to his horror.

And so we left them all to it because Missy is probably safer if we aren’t there.

And to think I was worried about the Boysens being mean.

Snow is falling out of the sky, as I type.

Fer cryin’ out loud, it is nearly the middle of May.

And cold?  Yup it is bitterly cold.

This is not ideal weather for lambing and foaling.  I am worried for animals I don’t even own.

Anywho, a few of you have mentioned that you might like to purchase a sheeple so here they are, ready to go.

I think the best way is for you to email me – frances@fstaylor.co.uk – with your first choice of sheep and, if no one else has asked for him, then I will set him aside for you.  Please use the number for the photo and also where he is in the line so I can easily identify him.  Postage is about £3.10 (UK) to £5.00 (US) – it is not too bad if I remember rightly.

What else? oh, yes – they all have nice faces and kind personalities.  That’s important to know.  Each sheep is handmade by me.

(1) Black curlies  – (pure Shetland wool bodies with black Wensleydale curls) – £25.00 each

(2) Black curlies – (pure Shetland wool bodies with black Wensleydale curls) – £25.00 each

(3) White curlies – (pure Shetland wool bodies with white Wensleydale curls) – £25.00 each

(4) Tight White curlies – (pure Shetland wool bodies with white Leicester curls) – £25.00 each

A close-up of the tight cream curls – they are lovely.

(5) “Lambies” – (pure Shetland wool bodies with Lambie wool) – £25.00 each (very limited supply as I don’t see myself carding Lambie’s wool ever again.  It was very hard work.

Side view of Lambie’s – so you can see his lovely natural colour in his coat.

(6) Pale brownies – (pure Shetland wool) – £20.00 each

(7) Ginger and dark brownies – (pure Shetland wool bodies) – £20.00 each

(8) White sheep – (pure Shetland wool) – £20.00 each

(9) Grey ones – (pure Shetland wool) – £20.00 each

(10) And the last “Lambie” – (pure Shetland wool bodies with Lambie wool) – £25.00. I made him today.

This was my view from my shed. North is the dark bit and the weather changes from sunshine to snow in a second.

Wee-Lamb has a proper name now.

We have named her “Mississippi”, or “Missy” for short.

There is a reason for this.

In our house, whenever BeAnne and Monster meet BeAnne sniffs Monster and if she goes over Monster’s official two Mississippi limit, he thumps her (claws in but a thump none the less!)  We are perpetually telling BeAnne “just two Mississippi’s” because she forgets and then of course wallop!

Little Missy is the same.   She is nosey and curious often out-staying her welcome which results in said animal telling her.  Some are nicer than others.  The ducks waddle off, ‘Lambie rolls her.  She doesn’t seem to mind and goes bouncing back.

Her enthusiasm for everyone is going to get her into trouble.

Hence her name – Mississippi or Missy for short.

Anyway, I managed to photograph her wonderful bouncy-leapy-boing-boing-boing run, that little lambs do. It makes my heart melt.

It is incredibly cute and funny to watch.

So, please, ladles and jellyspoons, let me to introduce you to Mississippi!

Her days may be numbered because she has a death wish when it comes to going through fences to meet the neighbours.

I had the most stonking migraine last night/this morning so I am just getting over that. Today I have spent the day wandering around feeling like I was kicked in the head.

This afternoon, to clear my head, I took BeAnne for a stroll around the fields.

The wild primroses are just about finishing now.  They’ve done very well this Spring.

I think it is because the sheep can’t get them – the bank is too steep.

And now it is the turn of the marsh marigolds to take over.

And I saw my first orchid in the field. That cheered me up and I instantly felt better.

Here is your daily gratuitous Wee-Lamb film and/or photo!

She is very nosey and she’s already nine days old!  She has changed everyone’s lives.