From The Other Side Of The Wall

"I see you sleeping on my cot!" 

"Her cot???  The sheep around here say the craziest things."

It's been So Hot.  Yesterday afternoon I caught the black lamb trying to use my phone to call NY for a ride home. Since I'm trying to get the new kids used to me and "tamed down" (they weren't bottle lambs, so aren't quite sure why we'd all want to hang out together ;-) I pulled out Blossom's cot and an extra fan and did a Claire Bear's Done Give Up in their temporary stall yesterday.

This is Bitey Whitey, the only new sheep with a name as yet.  We're tempted to go with Bitey Brownie, Blackie and Off-Whitey, but it doesn't really sound so good if your sheep all have Bitey names and surely after the heat breaks we won't taste so salty ;-).

"I'm really cute and need a really cute name.  I'm the smallest lamb, probably the most curious, definitely the most agile 'cause that lady put our feed bunk up off the ground and I can still jump in it and walk around, so maybe a circus name?  I think a circus name would fit 'cause that guy with the funny hair says this place is a circus.  I guess 'cause it's so hot???"

This picture doesn't look like this lamb at all.  I guess he's working it for the camera because in real life he doesn't look like a regal, studly ram.  He's a shaggy, sweet little love bug who immediately comes over every time I come in their area and stands next to me and bites me encourages me if I don't scratch his back, head, neck, ears enough.  He loves to have his face rubbed and told what a nice boy he is and when we get tired of this he lays down at my feet and goes to sleep.

He's given me some "street cred" with the other lambs and Bitey Whitey and then Bitey Brownie have now signed on for back scratching and face petting and hearing what sweet boys they are... :-). 

Marcel's brother is still not sure about it all, but I'm sure some cookies will help bring him around.

"What are cookies?  That's all the sheep on the other side of the wall talk about!"

The black lamb is supposed to be leaving at the end of the week.  I overheard Saint Tim tell him "I wish you weren't leaving" last night.  My thoughts exactly.  Not sure if I can talk Kathy into a sale since she's expecting delivery of two breeding rams, but I think I'm going to try. 

We're hanging in there.  Stella and I had to go to town for strawberry milkshakes and root beer floats yesterday to keep from melting down.  Decided to go pay our water bills while we were in town and as I walked out of the water company I left my cell phone sitting on the counter.  

I got a couple minutes down the road and realized I was missing something and turned around.  As I was pulling in, one of the drivers was pulling out.  He held my cell phone out his truck window we had a good laugh.  It's so nice to live in a town where if you left your cell phone sitting on a counter it would show up in your mailbox if you didn't remember where you'd left it.