Sheep in heavenly peace

Well, not this guy:

Since the ram lambs got in with ewes (twice!), Bogie has been wethered, but intact Bonaparte still dreams of girls.Girls.GIRLS! His hoarse baaaas caused the neighbor to ask if everything was alright with my sheep.

He needs his own flock, where he's not related to nine of the ten ewes. But for now he's here, dreaming of ewe.

Brian as shepherd, far left

Our Christmas service was today, and all three of us were in the play that took the place of the sermon. The the pastor and his wife are coming over for dinner (they are originally from South Africa, and have no family here); they will arrive any minute. Then tomorrow my parents arrive for a week; hurray! So in case I don't have another chance to say it –

Merry Christmas from . . .