The Crazy Sheep Lady

Most folks around town know me as "the sheep lady". Only my online friends call me the crazy sheep lady :-).  Saint Tim and I have been so busy this whole week.  You name it, something's been going on every day.  And we're okay with that.  It's hectic, but important to take care of friends, family, furries, volunteer stuff, town activities, oh yeah, and work.

After we got home from helping with the 5K this morning, I did the morning chores, checked in on everyone and then grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down out with the boys, now affectionately known as "the melon heads".  Even though they are all good buddies and have plenty to keep them busy, they LOVE some special "momma time" and will stand at the gate watching me run to and fro, wishing I'd stop and play.

These are the sweetest boys in the whole world.  Daniel (Marcel's brother) was only picked to join the group because he was Marcel's brother.  He wasn't especially friendly and the end of the first two weeks he was here, I was beginning to have my doubts if he was ever going to be.  Count Chocula and Bitey Whitey had friendly tenancies, so Robin thought they'd be a good fit.  Hershey did not show any signs of being interested in being chummy and I doubt Robin would have recommended him as a breeding ram if he did.  A too chummy breeding ram is never a good idea, safety-wise.

Hershey became my first buddy in the group.  I think it was the very first morning that he walked right up to me and started politicking to stay (and not leave to be a breeding ram).  Within just a couple days he was sleeping in lap.  He gave me some street cred with Bitey Whitey and Chocula and soon they were pretty chummy too.  And once Daniel came around, he's been my Very Best Bud, the sheep that loves me most.  That's his nose in the picture below.  He's a close talker, just like his brother :-).

Hershey still sleeps in my lap.  Always.  Everyone else better move over!

Daniel waits until things settle down and then he grabs a spot on my left side.  Chocula also sleeps on me too on occasion (there are some sweet pictures on Twitter) and Bitey Whitey likes to lay down behind me so he doesn't have to compete for a spot.  Number One Profile is prime real estate.

And always reserved for Hershey, who likes to lay his head on my stomach and cash out for awhile.  

Nothing makes my day like sitting out in the field covered in sleeping sheep, listening to the rest of the sheep going about their "busy" mornings.  When I go back to my "busy" morning, I'm dirty, greasy, my iPhone is disgusting and usually my hair has been chewed on to the point all I can do is tuck it back under my hat and walk away.  

Like a crazy sheep lady.  

And I'm okay with that :-).