There is nothing like bright morning sunshine after several soggy days to kick your rear in gear. Let the dog out! Shake the rugs! Vacuum the house! Fill the birdfeeder! Scoop poop off the lawn! Let the sheep out . . . well, all except for Franjean and his breeding group. Okay, that's more than half the sheep; but after keeping everyone in one very wet day, we noticed that Franjean showed marked improvement. Kept everyone in the next day, and this morning I could discern no limp at all! On the vet's recommendation, though, Franjean is staying in at least one more day to give whatever he strained a chance to recover even more.Today is 15 days after Inky was covered, so I really would like to put her back in with Franjean just to make sure she settles (her history gives me no reason to doubt, but still).
I am thinking of putting Butter in as well, both to protect her from the little bully-wether, and, well, because . . . I really do think she and Franjean could produce magic. I know, I know, that means I would have to eat my words and be a hypocrite, as I have argued against breeding ewe lambs. I hate to shock you like this, but it wouldn't be the first time I've been a hypocrite, and as much as I pray to be constantly growing as a person, it probably won't be the last. Sigh. Guess I still have a lot to work on during the second half of my life.That's it for now at . . .







