Our sheep get worse!
Until we acquired the lovely Douglas, we had 40 of our ewes living with Buster our Texel Tup in Home Field, near the barn. Unfortunately, over half of them had broken through the stone wall and decided that the grass was in fact greener of the other side and had escaped into Mr Harrison's field. I had made the best I could of walling up the hole, and decided that I could probably round them all up on my own and get them back down along the verge, and returned to where they should be before anyone noticed and said something...........
Oh how wrong could I have been! They all gathered at the gate beautifully, looking at me with their little angelic adoring faces....... came through the gate, and then turned tail and ran up the road in completely the opposite direction!......... the only one who stayed with me was my lovely Peewee... but even she was overwhelmed by the herd mentality and chased off the join them.......
Thankfully they went into the first gate that was open, but they all ran to the top of the field......... again except Pee's, who stood back from the others and waited for me to pant my way towards them! I was fairly grumpy by this stage, walked up the hill until I was behind them and waved my crook and gesticulated my intentions .... they all chased down the field and back towards where they'd started....... I continued to move them down till we got to the barn and shut the gate on them all until I could get across the yard and let them into the field... eventually sitting on the grass exasperated, red faced, and frankly in need of an inhaler!!!
It was then that Peewee came up behind me and put her head on my shoulder.... "oh you naughty girl!" I said to her... she looked at me as if to say "what's the matter, sense of humour failure?"..... When I ignored her, I swear, she deliberately walked round, gently stepped over my right thigh... not touching it at all... looked at me sideways, then stuck her nose in the air, and proceeded to walk "through" me, gently pushing me over until I was lying helplessly, poleaxed, flat on my back....... if she could had said it, she'd have told me to lighten up!! Honestly the cheek....... I lay there laughing as she casually nibbled grass round my ears!
My walling was not up to much, as they did the same thing the next day... repeating their antics..... except for Peewee and I...... we watched a demented red faced Nigel running up the road and down again........... and we agreed ....... his language is simply appalling!!
Until we acquired the lovely Douglas, we had 40 of our ewes living with Buster our Texel Tup in Home Field, near the barn. Unfortunately, over half of them had broken through the stone wall and decided that the grass was in fact greener of the other side and had escaped into Mr Harrison's field. I had made the best I could of walling up the hole, and decided that I could probably round them all up on my own and get them back down along the verge, and returned to where they should be before anyone noticed and said something...........
Oh how wrong could I have been! They all gathered at the gate beautifully, looking at me with their little angelic adoring faces....... came through the gate, and then turned tail and ran up the road in completely the opposite direction!......... the only one who stayed with me was my lovely Peewee... but even she was overwhelmed by the herd mentality and chased off the join them.......
Thankfully they went into the first gate that was open, but they all ran to the top of the field......... again except Pee's, who stood back from the others and waited for me to pant my way towards them! I was fairly grumpy by this stage, walked up the hill until I was behind them and waved my crook and gesticulated my intentions .... they all chased down the field and back towards where they'd started....... I continued to move them down till we got to the barn and shut the gate on them all until I could get across the yard and let them into the field... eventually sitting on the grass exasperated, red faced, and frankly in need of an inhaler!!!
It was then that Peewee came up behind me and put her head on my shoulder.... "oh you naughty girl!" I said to her... she looked at me as if to say "what's the matter, sense of humour failure?"..... When I ignored her, I swear, she deliberately walked round, gently stepped over my right thigh... not touching it at all... looked at me sideways, then stuck her nose in the air, and proceeded to walk "through" me, gently pushing me over until I was lying helplessly, poleaxed, flat on my back....... if she could had said it, she'd have told me to lighten up!! Honestly the cheek....... I lay there laughing as she casually nibbled grass round my ears!
My walling was not up to much, as they did the same thing the next day... repeating their antics..... except for Peewee and I...... we watched a demented red faced Nigel running up the road and down again........... and we agreed ....... his language is simply appalling!!
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