My crew has been helping me work sheep lately, getting prepped for lambing season to kick off any minute now.
Besides being big “mus-skulls” for me when there’s any holding, pushing, shoving, or hyip-hyipping to be done…
…They’re also a little comic relief.
Speedracer is still a little impatient for working with the animals and tends to Hyip! Hyip! at all the wrong times. So I lifted him over the fence to help Mr. Fix-It drag the cow pasture. It turns out he’s not great at driving yet either and almost took out the barn and 300 feet of fence line.
Once the Cowboy and the Ladybug had helped me separate the ewes from the rams (the ladies from the gentlemen, if you will) I turned the two of them loose to move the rams back into their own field.
I just stood by and snapped away while they plotted out their herding strategy.
It was specific.
It was dramatic.
There were disagreements.
And all the while the rams were mowing down our backyard.
But eventually they got to work.
Unfortunately it didn’t work out the first time.
Or the second time, really.
But they got it eventually.
So now we’re all just hanging out waiting.
And waiting.
Because any moment now, we could walk out to feed the sheep and be greeted by baby cries. Any moment now.
