I really should use this space to tell you more about the adventures of my sheep.
Yesterday evening, after years of getting away with it, I learnt a valuable lesson. It is this: don't wear a dress when feeding the sheep.
I was busily preparing their food when suddenly the whole flock burst through the hurdles, which they were able to do because the field gate had been left open........
Anyway, my huge sheep (and some of them really are enormous!) surrounded me, crushing my legs, but despite this, somehow Minkie managed to force her head between my legs and get it stuck up my skirt! I don't know who was more surprised!
Needless to say, I was completely immobilised, until the seething mass of 100 kilo animals subsided, and I am now battered and bruised, but wiser.
This is my first skirt-related injury!
⬇️And this is Minkie! ⬇️
Woolly-minded shepherdess treading softly through the world.