Not much is going along here, which is just how I like it. No dramas, please. I am trying to promote normality with routine in the household, inside and out.
Some take to this better than others and some have absolutely no idea what I am going on about.
The two newbies are becoming familiar faces around the croft. The sheep are all busy sorting out their hierarchy. My lot are very snotty but integration is always a slow process. The bullying is calming down slightly so thank you to Maggie and Harrel, who should know better. Less butting, more invading space and making a point.
When the others have gone away into their field, I feed Dahlia and Gussie often. They need to put on weight, ready for the winter ahead.
They are very inquisitive sheep and are completely taken with Monster.
He, less so!
I am also treating Gussie’s right eye as it is not as open as the other. He was very good this morning having drops put in. These two are tamer than the others. For hill sheep, this is most odd.
Also, Iacs seems to have perked, which is a huge relief and thank you for all your kind vibes.
He has now rejoined the herd of three and that is all I wanted.
Perhaps he had a sore tummy and worming has helped. He was due. In fact, they all are and I have wormer for everyone else – that is my next job for tomorrow morning.
Meanwhile, every available minute, I am still making sheep to sell and then there are the diaries. I am racing through 1938 and WW2 is looming…… oh, the worry.
