Talking to Sheep

A lovely morning and after nice dog-walk, I cleaned out the ducks’ swimming pool and went to sit in the field as it takes forever to fill up again.

I sat next to ‘Ster as I thought he would appreciate some company and a chat.  He’s still not 100%.

It didn’t take long before Lambie thought I could be his best friend.  It’s that time of year when he hates all his wool and wants to be scratched.  He is too hot.

Lambie never talks to me.  I am his Muzzah after all, and, because no one in the family ever believes me when I say Lambie was nice to me (ie acknowledged my existence), I took photos as evidence.

Then Maggie wanted some attention.

Gussie came up for a bit I threw him out of my “Friendship Circle” when he snuck behind me and started to eat my hair!  Ouch!

But continued to Maggie stand close by smiling a lot.  She is wee jewel.

Then ‘Bert was suddenly standing next to me.  I didn’t hear him arrive.  He was just there.

And promptly sat on my legs so I was now stuck while the water was filling up the duckies’ swimming pool.  I was going nowhere according to ‘Bert.

It was lovely to have so many sheep. I think there were 5 in total just hanging out with me, or eating my hair (that habit has to stop!)

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