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Monday, December 17, 2012

Funny Maisie

Quick post. Having a special needs bottle lamb right before Christmas? What was I thinking... ;-)

Maisie's doing great.  She weighs over six pounds now and her bald spots are starting to grow back. Have tried three different kinds of leg braces though and not having any luck. One more in the mail hopefully today or tomorrow, but if those don't work, we're just going to have to hope she grows up big and strong and everything straightens out. 

In the meantime, here are some cute Twitter pictures in case you missed them and I'll share a funny story.  

Maisie, like all the lambs except Naughty Keebler, went to church yesterday. All except Naughty Keebler seem to enjoy going to church...and we can now add Maisie to the Naughty list.  Her first Sunday she only wanted to be held by me.  While I tried to play the piano.  I do have to admit that holding a lamb while playing Away in a Manger might have made that the sweetest Christmas song of all time, but you are three weeks old now, Maisie.  You love your Auntie Reg and can sit with her quietly for a few minutes.

Maisie doesn't usually say much.  I have to set my alarm to get up to feed her at night because she's never figured out she can yell at me to wake me up when she's hungry.  Trust me, that's a first.  There's usually nothing louder than a hungry lamb.  Maisie though?  Quiet as a church mouse...until she gets to church.  Even though I was right there next to her, she yelled through the songs, the prayers, started in on the sermon and I evacuated her to the crying room aka front porch.

"Thank God!" she said as she hopped off the stairs, down the sidewalk, across the driveway, and Right To Our Car.  Very deliberately and not by accident.  She knew which car was ours, where we'd parked and she stood there at the driver's side door, waiting for me to scoop her up to Go Home.  Lambs are not dumb.  They might have to answer some questions when they get to heaven though! ;-)


The now obligatory "teefers" shot :-).


Checking out Peabody's food bowl.  Peabody is an old Border Cheviot wether.  She completely bosses him around.


Obviously not taken today. 


Maybe this cat will work out for her ;-).


Have read a couple excellent books while babysitting.  Will try to share later this week.


All lambs have their own sheep quilts, right?


She's slept through the entire Christmas card experience, from painting to mailing.  And she's of course on the card this year :-).

1 comment:

Terry and Linda said...

That smile says it all...I know..it is you that doesn't!

Linda
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