Is it me, or is everyone is a bit odd today?

On my way to my shed this afternoon, I met Lambie looking a bit gormles.  No, that’s mean, I will say lost.

So I asked him if he wanted to come in to my shed where I was about to start making sheep.

I think it was my delightful Shetland pony doorstep that Lambie was wary of.  He couldn’t decide and I could see the single pea that is his brain rattling around.

So, after dithering a while of should-he, shouldn’t-he, Lambie turned tail and concentrated on eating.  I have no idea what was going on.

Pepper and Ted just watched from the comfort of their chaise longue.

And I made these two.

I found Lambie later on and I think he was back to his normal and I use that term in its loosest sense too.