Got to check out the animal barns yesterday.
Tag: sheep
A scorcher of a day
The girls just want to be in the shade!
Luna and Georgia
Luna seems to be fully recovered. She can walk a straight line, she can turn her head to the right, make a right turn. And, now that she isn’t being poked with a needle 3 times a day, she has forgiven me and lets me give her scratches again.
Whatever was going on with Georgia seems to have fixed itself. She’s been strutting and pecking like normal the past 2 days. I hate when they start acting weird and you don’t know why!
Luna
Luna is definitely feeling better. How do I know? She is getting harder to catch when it’s time for her shots.
Last night it took me half an hour to catch her for her midnight shot. Of course when one runs, they all have to run. So I was standing in the middle of a miniature roller derby. Round and round and round. I finally had to resort to using the crook to get ahold of her. Every time I tried to cut her off the whole herd reversed direction. Don’t get me wrong; it’s great that Luna can run in a circle that goes to the right. But I just wanted to give her the shot and go to bed. Two more doses to go, tonight and tomorrow morning. Just two.
Hmmm…
Me: Dolly, why does your breath smell like chocolate?
Dolly: Chocolate? What is chocolate?
Me: Umm, yeah. There are oreo crumbs on your teeth….
Luna
Luna is still drifting to the left, but she hasn’t gotten worse. Either she is getting smarter about aiming her left turns to get her where she wants to go, or her circling is not as bad as it was a few days ago. And sheep are not known for their smarts…
Sheep’s revenge
Just because I grounded the sheep for their trips to Dairyland, look what they did to my pretty little sunflower. Not only did they eat it, they stomped on it, too. Jerks!
Itchy itchy itchy
The line up for back scratches against the barn.
Luna Update
Luna is not showing any improvement. But she is also no worse. She did manage to make it through the day without getting herself stuck, so that’s a good thing.
We need to talk…again!
Girls, we need to talk! And this is for each and every one of you wooly jerks!
Levi and I went to Dairyland for lunch today. While Levi and I were giving our orders Linda Bartlett gave me some very interesting news. I can see by the guilty shuffling of your hooves that you know exactly what I am talking about. Linda commented to me that my sheep sure do love banana splits. I said, “Whaaaaat?”
Oh, yes, she informed me that every night before closing you guys show up and order cheese fries and banana splits. Seriously, WTF?! Here I am, going crazy, trying to get you guys to lose weight and you’re sneaking out after chores every night to eat junk food!
And “borrowing” Dad’s suburban. Do you realize he’s been suspecting the neighbors of siphoning gas? You guys aren’t even licensed! What if you got pulled over? His insurance would go through the roof!
If you MUST go to Dairyland, here are the rules; #1 You WALK! It’s only a few miles and, let’s face it, you need the exercise! #2 No more cheese fries! You may have salad, no dressing! And #3 NO MORE BANANA SPLITS! A small frozen yogurt, that’s it.
I don’t want to hear any baaaing about it! You guys are in so much trouble right now!
Farmer Keen 