The nights are drawing in now – this is the sun at 4pm. It is almost dark by 7pm when I go out to do the last feeds and kiss everyone good night.
After making three sheeple – I started early today – I did afternoon snack buckets or haynets and then went to call the real-life sheep home. They didn’t need asking twice.
We had a small chat and a few hugs – mostly Barrel, Edna and Bert. Lambie was having a thing because I want to take off his fly collar, so of course I can’t get near him.
And then the sheep all went on their merry way again. They cover a lot of ground during the day, which is good, I think.
After I’ve written this, I will go and find ‘Ster who, no doubt, has lost everyone to the bottom field. I know my job. Actually, I am surprised I can’t hear him complaining outside the front door that he’s all alone in the world. He usually shouts very loudly.
