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Fat Lambie

Bert is very handsome……

And obviously Ster is very handsome…..

And then there’s Lambie who has his Winning Smile.

I spent my winter worrying that Lambie felt very thin under all his wool – I could definitely feel ribs. I am sure of it.  He was very bony.

And now I’m not quite so sure that I did.  Lambie appears to be very fat or as my shearer politely remarked “I wouldn’t want to see him any fatter”.

Lambie is a leg-at-each-corner kind of fat.  One substantial sheep.

(and also a very strange colour after being sheared. The white bits aren’t very white – more apricot or a delicate shade of “pêches et crème”!)

When I told Lambie this, he wobbled off in a huff.

And joined his equally fat friends.

I think the message I am receiving is diets for all!  I won’t be popular.

Sheep and Horses

A few random photos from my day.

Some of the sheep.

I title this “the only thing holding you back, Lambie, is yourself”.

The Magnificent Three.  Rule the world, this lot could – a horse, a duck and a dog (sounds like some weird logic puzzle).

There was a potential intruder situation at the front door.  I had to pay a fee – apparently an apple core is the going rate.

Then again when I went into my shed to make my daily hand-felted Shetland sheep.  I heard the door handle rattle (Haakon’s one skill). I knew it was him and opened the door.

And, yes, I gave in and Haakon got a shortbread finger or three.

Later on, I couldn’t find anyone when I went outside to poo-pick around the place, but eventually located the horses standing outside the field-gate waiting to go back in.  Usually, I have to wave my walking stick and herd them all there but today they were already around.

So I opened the gate and waited…..

And waited (I love Iacs’ expression, btw).

And lastly, as they wanted to come home early, I let the sheep in.

Note-to-self – arrange for them to be sheared.  I think they could do with it now.

And I title this “Nobody puts Lambie in a corner” because he can do it all by himself!

Glorious Day

Today turned into a glorious day despite Lambie’s best efforts.  He started his day with a mini melt-down about breakfast.  Because he hates sharing or hassle, he ate in one of his many private dining areas.  The others all ate together as usual in their shed.

Once Lambie had finished his two breakfasts, I opened the gate for him and he stood there debating the complexities of life, the universe and everything.

And then Lambie asked for a third breakfast and of course I gave him more as he needs to put on weight since he came out of winter looking rather bleak and thin (and I also have the word MUG tattooed on my forehead and would give him the world).

It was my turn to walk the dogs so I took them over to Clothie (my separeate 5 acre croft) to run around in.  The flowers are glorious now.  Carpets of marsh marigolds.

My first forget-me-not sighting this year.   Impossible to photograph (I don’t know why) but so perfect and that blue….

The orchids are starting up now.

Such breath-taking colour.

 

So, I sat down and, like Lambie, considered the complexities of life, the universe and everything.  My conclusion?  Life was not too shoddy here in Shetland.

Pepper agreed.

Not too shabby at all really and I hope Lambie had a good day too.  Last seen, he was running with his eyes tight shut past the horses who were eating around the house trying to find the fence to bolt under.  He’s not a fan of the horses and ponies as he was chased when he was a lamb by the Shetland ponies.  He’s never gotten over that one and holds a good grudge.

The Saga Continues

When I came outside this morning, I found Lambie was still very much attached to his marsh marigold boutonnière even though it was looking a bit more tired but definitely still attached.

I took a few more arty-farty photos just because I think Lambie looks lovely and very special.

He wears his flower well, I think.

And he found his charming Winning Smile too today (I had to work hard for that)…..

….as well as some other danglements – possibly a few stalks of heather.

(apologies for the photo over-load of one silly looking sheep wearing a flower but it is Lambie and he was smiling today – I have to make the most of that)

After my ridiculous photoshoot, OH and I finished the annual sheep shed muck out and putting down new bedding for another year.  It needed doing and as I type this, I am contemplating which painkiller to take.

Still, it is a job well done and it’s no longer looming over me.

I like to think I have made a lot of progress since my back going in December/January and am nearly back on track.  At the time, I did wonder if I could.

 

Lambie and his Flower and his Biscuits

OH and I were at a party tonight and have just come home.  Therefore, I was late giving out the ponies’ haynets as well as late getting the sheep in. Everyone was standing at their gates waiting and disaprovingly tapping their watches.

However, I noticed Lambie came in wearing a flower – a delightful marsh marigold.  So beautiful.

I gave the sheep their goodnight ginger biccie and then returned with my camera to try and capture the magic of Lambie wearing a flower.  I think this was possibly my only good photo.

Upon reflection, I can see it is rather a manky flower.

But Lambie was more interested in trying to get another biscuit than the flower he had acquired.

He totally ignored my demands to turn around and look pretty and stomped off into the house.

No biscuits in evidence (quietly hidden by me), he came back outside looking like a devil sheep.

At this stage, I gave up but I will admit I located my carefully hidden biscuit packet and nipped out and gave him a secret biccie because Lambie is my special boy and I luffs him most.  Tell no one.