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Sheep Therapy

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Today was much better than yesterday but the bar was set pretty low so things could only get better really.

This morning I found everyone was in the right field, ate their own breakfast, and even did as they were told so I must put yesterday’s debacle swiftly behind me and move onward, ever onward.

We went on a nice dog-walk and I quickly found the sheep who have settled well into sharing a field with the Shetland ponies. I think they are all going by the theory of “if I don’t bother you, then you won’t bother me”. It works.

Sheep therapy was at its best.  Maybe they knew I was out-of sorts from yesterday.

Gussie was practising his Winning Smile on me.

Dear Dahlia.  She is such a happy lady.

‘Ster was sporting some rather fetching moss.

Lambie was busy doing his Greta (as in Garbo “I want to be alone”).

But I managed to get a lovely smile from him too….. eventually.

‘Bert and Barrell are apparently friends today.

I have no idea what got into them yesterday. They wouldn’t stop hassling and butting each other until they were both at a stand-still exhausted and panting, a quick re-group and then they would start all over again,

Madge has come on. She will now sniff my hand and run away, grunting like a pig.  Still, that’s a vast improvement on the absolutely nothing she usually offers.

A few more of Gussie Dustbin just because he has such sweet expressions.

This is what he thinks is his Intelligent Face. I haven’t the heart to tell him.

And, lastly, Maggie who was doing her absolute best.

But obviously Lambie is the King of Smiles (though I might admit that he also looks very goofy in a the-lights-are-on-but-no-one-is-home sort of way and I can vouch for that!)

My Nothing Day

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My best kind of day – absolutely nothing happened.

Having had such a lovely day off yesterday, I slipped back into my daily routine feeling rested and calm.

Breakfast was non-eventful. Everyone ate up and went where I told them to go (sheep into field, please).

On my way back to the house, after finishing all the morning chores, I found these two – Pepper and Monster – hunting in an old pile of wood waiting to be cut up for burning. “Families who hunt together stay together” apparently.

Then I took The Eggbox (Jimny) to the garage to get some petrol – a 40 minute round trip but worth it for the views and the beautiful autumn light. I considered going on a small excursion to see the scenery but I needed to get home to phone the car dealer to find out what the radio security code was. The battery died a few months ago and everything stopped. After some faffing about, I managed to switch it all back on.

After lunch into my shed to make a sheep. I am starting on commissions now so if you are in the queue, please contact me to tell me what colour combination you want. This afternoon, I made a sweet little Lambie.

Back outside again later, and it was now drizzling, to feed ducks/hens.

While the birds were eating, I watched my small fan club of sparrows who were edging closer and closer to the food, hoping to clean up the leftovers. I don’t mind and usually throw a couple of handfuls at the end for them anyway.

As the ponies had come up the hill early, due to the drizzle and their belief they will probably melt, I put out two meagre haynets and they tucked in with great gusto. Their supper-time has become earlier and earlier. They are so good at looking hopeless, as if they have nothing and I always believe them too. I have little will power and they know it!

So a lovely nothing day. Bliss.