As I said, Flossie is home and Lambie (I lie not) ran up to her this morning. He was very happy to see her.
Meh, I thought to myself and possibly said it out loud too.
So I spent my morning doing my yearly car muck out when I remove all the winter’s hay and gave it a bit of a scrub inside and out.
So instead of little bits of hay everywhere, I now have white cat hair everywhere.
Black-Ducky and her little one are still alive and appear safe and well, despite BD’s best efforts to crush her baby at any given opportunity. Baby is very sweet and special.
And back to the Queen of Sheep, this afternoon Floss and I sat in the field and ‘Ster trotted up to talk to Floss.
He is very persistant. Some might say pushy.
I, on the other hand, am totally ignored. Never mind. It’s worth it to have Flossie home.
