The Hard Working Sheep

I love looking out the back door and watching our sheep.  When they're out.  I thought this was interesting, how half were in one field and the other were in another.  And then I noticed only about half were actually even out.  The other half were sitting on their butts in the barn, I guess waiting for me to bring them some more hay.

Hank has decided it's time to go in and everyone's following him.

But then they got stopped.  It sort of makes me feel better that even Hank can't get these ornery sheep to do what he wants them to do sometimes ;-)>

I don't remember what had him upset, but he's got everyone back on track to the barn.

Most of the sheep on the right side raced in at first warning from Hank.  Who are the stragglers? Maisie and Keebler.  At this point I'm not sure which one is "running with a bad crowd" ;-).

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Going with the general consensus, I've decided to three ply Maisie's yarn.  If you look at Maisie, bulky and round describe her perfectly. Thin and fragile?  That was when she was a baby.  No one wants to go back to those days...although I do miss cuddling up with her on the couch and her racing around the house like a goof ball.  

Her favorite game was "snake".  She'd race over to where Tim was sitting, he'd point his finger at her, and right as she'd be ready to touch it, he'd make a sssstt noise and she'd race away...and then come right back, over and over.  You could almost hear her laughing like a wound up little kid :-D.  I have no idea how she grew up to be so sassy ;-).

The sweater is going to be fine.  It will just be a little warmer than I wanted, and as cold as it is this morning, that might not be such a bad idea.  Today is Ply Day!  We got a dusting of snow last night, so the magic of the Iknitarod lives on.  Besides, it wouldn't be the Iknitarod if Maisie wasn't causing some trouble of some sort ;-). 

Now if we could just send some snow up to Alaska!