Yesterday, we took the sheep down to the meadow bottom for the winter.
It went something like this.
Crazy, crazy, choke, drag, crazy, crazy, and some bonus hysteria:
Butterflies, nursery rhymes, Disney songs, and bluebirds:
In other words, Miss Crazy Jacob and Crazy Junior thought we were trying to kill them and fought us the whole way while Annabelle skipped along at my side eating cookies out of my hand while Minnie Belle tagged behind.
In case anyone wonders why I’m planning to keep one pair of sheep and NOT THE OTHER.