Daisy and I came home this morning from our daily Minion Rugby Match, to see Iacs by himself – always a bad sign.
Iacs shares his field with his cousin, Haakon, as well as Klængur. They were within eyesight but not exactly close by. They were having their mid-morning snooze.
So, armed with a headcollar, a big bag of yesterday’s carrots as well as the all-important-never-leaving-my-side small black sheep, I went to free Iacs from where he had managed to get himself stuck.
Luckily, Iacs put his head over the wall and, with his headcollar on, I led him to a part where the wall had rumbled. He carefully walked over it to rejoin his friends. It didn’t dawn on him to do this himself – he has only lived in this field for over 20 years.
(note – the stupendous silly-frilly hair-do!)
The carrots were shared out. Everyone was very pleased to see them.
And me and my small black sheep, the headcollar and a now-empty bag of carrots went back home safe in the knowledge that everyone was where they should be – except possibly for the small black sheep, aka Maggie, who refuses to be with the other sheep and just trails round after me all day!