baymule
Sustainability Master
Mud in sheep lot is frozen. It too ewes until 11:00 to leave the lot and go graze. Sentry made the valiant effort to be on guard. He ran after them, curled up in some tall grass, but later went back to the lot. Sheba took the premium spot in the sun up against the round bale, basking in the warm glow. Sheep? What sheep? Stupid sheep!