The Shepherd gave us some icky hay last week.
My mom was really mad and she would stand out in the front pasture and yell, and yell, and yell. Some of us yelled with her, but he didn't realize why she was yelling.
The Shepherd's Wife (that lady who doesn't come out to the barn very often) thought maybe there was something wrong with our food - she found that we were out of water and filled it up, but that still didn't shut up my mom.
But this stuff doesn't taste too bad...maybe it's a new bale?
Let's see if I can get in there a little closer...
Yes Eva, The Shepherd discovered that he had an old musty bale of hay - actually almost a bale and a half -
Your mamma is a pretty smart sheep - now if she would just stop getting up at a quarter to five in the morning...
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
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Smart sheep! ;)
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