20

There's a new sheep in the wool house. His name is 20. Says so right on his side. He's a big Serta sheep ;-). He's extra special because he was a gift from a couple of my favorite Border Collies, Camp and Huck. Huck won him by finishing 11th in the USBCHA National Open Sheepdog Finals last fall. That's a big deal. 20 is a big sheep.







I stopped in the wool house after doing morning chores and found 20 doing a little knitting. After the initial shock wore off, I noticed he'd picked my favorite, next project to hit the needles, B. Willard yarn.



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At least he has good taste.



"So, um, what are you doing?"



"Knitting up a swatch for a sweater. I've heard it's a lot colder up here than Georgia."



"Yeah. So... Hmmm."

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"Why did you pick that yarn?"



"Well, your Border Collie told me to sit here and stay out of trouble. This is the only yarn I could reach."

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"I see."

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"You do know I was getting ready to make myself a sweater from that, right?"







"It's knitting up real nice. Gonna to make a warm sweater for sure."



"For who?!?"



"Well, we could share it, couldn't we?"



"Your head is at least three times the size of mine. You'll stretch out the neck."



"What if we put some buttons at the top? Like a Henley."

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(Resisting the urge to start whimpering...)

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"Okay."



"Great! Let's get started. Do you want the arms or the body?"

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"I guess I'd better do the arms."

Camp, Huck and Nick were up visiting and working sheep over the weekend. I have some pretty pictures to post tomorrow.







In the meantime, here's Huck and 20 at the finals. He's the 20 on the left ;-).