Thursday, February 15, 2018

Sweet sheep

This morning, Bing accepted a chin rub.
Other than Vienna, Bing is my shyest sheep, but he does love attention when he's feeling brave enough to accept it.

Here are my ten sweet ewes (well, nine are sweet and then there's Vienna; ha!  ;-):

They were staring at Gatsby, who ran out and barked at them. When he first came, Gatsby acted leery of the sheep and chickens. Then his girl came to visit him. We (two gals and their Aussies) walked down to the barn to see the horses, and Gatsby suddenly transformed into a show-off, charging and barking at the chickens, sheep, and horses. "See how bold I am, Mom? I order EVERYone around! Well, except for the other two dogs...." He's been like that ever since, so I keep an eye on him to make sure he stays out of the pastures.

Finally, after the longest egg drought we've experienced, today I collected the first egg in three weeks:

40 Acts
The second prompt arrived in my inbox last night (you can read it here). So this morning I made some quick inspirational (I hope) notes with paper, stickers, and decorative scissors, grabbed some iced tea flavored, individually wrapped hard candies, and headed to work without much of a plan (it would be better for me to have all 40 Acts issued in advance so I could plan!). I stashed some of the candies around my boss' office, and scattered the notes around town as I did errands afterwards. I hope they were all pleasant surprises where needed.

That's it for today from . . .


Fat Dormouse said...

I know what you mean about the planning asmect of 40 Acts - it can be frustrating sometimes. But from time to time, I just say "can't do it today, but I'll do it next week". That works for me.
Or I'll just do something different!
I'm so glad you're joining me on this journey!

Theresa said...

Oh those sheepies are sweet. I wish I could say the same of my evil little goats. ;-)

Mama Pea said...

So appreciate your doses of GREEN-NESS you give all of us still slip-sliding on ice and snow!

Helen said...

Thanks for the Mark Twain quote.