Wet and cold. Wind. Repeat. What to do on these dreary days. I weeded the beds out front. Now I'll be wearing wet gloves to work. Hattie is going stir crazy with so much indoor time. The afternoon pasture and barn cleaning becomes the highlight of the day. The boys were happy to see us but instead of the fresh hay and treat they expected, we took a little walk so Hattie could work.
Come bye.
Walk up.
And a good down to let the boys grab some weeds.
Busy eating. Don't bother us.
No more stuffing net bags with hay only to find the bag unopen and the hay all over the ground. I bought a hay feeder and after the initial shock of a new thing in their barn the sheep seem to be happy with it too. Anything that makes eating easier.
The girls, acting like puddle ducks. The molt is almost complete. They do get cranky with the new feathers coming in.
