That's the sound I heard at 6:30 this morning complete with hogs squealing, horses nickering, goats bleating, hens clucking, dogs whining, cats mewing and the rooster crowing over and over and over. Good thing the kids weren't up...I'm sure they'd have been whining that they were hungry too! LOL!
I had to get up a little earlier than usual to get the trailer hooked up, catch the sheep and haul them down the road, to my friends house, for a two month vacation with his handsome ram. Let me just say that my sheep are not like my goats. We've had them since they were young, but that doesn't mean they jump all around happy to see us everyday like the goats do. They don't look at us like the goats do: "Hey you human, you personal body scratcher you, come scratch me here, here and here. Oh and please, please, please, put down that bucket of feed or we'll jump all over you and try and stick our goofy little heads in the bucket anyways because can't you see we're starving!"
LOL!
The sheep are like..."We know you don't feed us, though we hollar every morning for it and sometimes you feel pity and throw us a little corn-ha, ha, ha, even though we are as wide as the broad side of a barn. Really it's just the wool...not our rotund bellies, honestly. But now we see you with not corn, but grain! Oooooh, sweet grain, but wait, you have a rope...uuumm...we think we know what's happening, but oooooh the grain smells so good, munch, munch, aaaack rope! Run! Run fast...oooh, but the grain. Dang, she got me, but ooooh, the grain is so good...go where? Um I don't think so! I'll just pull back and fight you on this one. There's grain involved someone might get hurt!"
So then I drag her over and tie her to a tree while I catch number 18...the hard one! Repeat the same process with a lot more running involved and some stealth manuevers on my end, which probably look absolutely hilarious to anyone watching as I'm falling down since the grass is so dewy and now I'm all wet and cold (it was actually 58 this morning! I know I've mentioned that I love fall!). She just couldn't resist the grain though and I mananged a quick grab and snatched her up by her leg. Course now it's time to hang on for dear life! These girls probably weigh as much as I do! I did manage to get a rope on her and then the even more fun part starts....getting them to the trailer which I had the forethought to back up as close as I could.
I got them in with a large heave after I put their front feet on the trailer, slammed the door shut, and sat there trying to breathe! Boy was I wet and man did I stink! Those sheep have their own funny smell when they are wet...
I ran inside and got the kids up with the promise of a stop at our local country 'One-Stop' shop for breakfast...Nothing like a little bribe to get them moving a little faster. Bad Mommy! LOL.
We got there, early even and unloaded the girls. We'll be back for them in December, but the roundup will be a lot less work...he's got a border collie to do the deed! :-)
I had to get up a little earlier than usual to get the trailer hooked up, catch the sheep and haul them down the road, to my friends house, for a two month vacation with his handsome ram. Let me just say that my sheep are not like my goats. We've had them since they were young, but that doesn't mean they jump all around happy to see us everyday like the goats do. They don't look at us like the goats do: "Hey you human, you personal body scratcher you, come scratch me here, here and here. Oh and please, please, please, put down that bucket of feed or we'll jump all over you and try and stick our goofy little heads in the bucket anyways because can't you see we're starving!"
LOL!
The sheep are like..."We know you don't feed us, though we hollar every morning for it and sometimes you feel pity and throw us a little corn-ha, ha, ha, even though we are as wide as the broad side of a barn. Really it's just the wool...not our rotund bellies, honestly. But now we see you with not corn, but grain! Oooooh, sweet grain, but wait, you have a rope...uuumm...we think we know what's happening, but oooooh the grain smells so good, munch, munch, aaaack rope! Run! Run fast...oooh, but the grain. Dang, she got me, but ooooh, the grain is so good...go where? Um I don't think so! I'll just pull back and fight you on this one. There's grain involved someone might get hurt!"
So then I drag her over and tie her to a tree while I catch number 18...the hard one! Repeat the same process with a lot more running involved and some stealth manuevers on my end, which probably look absolutely hilarious to anyone watching as I'm falling down since the grass is so dewy and now I'm all wet and cold (it was actually 58 this morning! I know I've mentioned that I love fall!). She just couldn't resist the grain though and I mananged a quick grab and snatched her up by her leg. Course now it's time to hang on for dear life! These girls probably weigh as much as I do! I did manage to get a rope on her and then the even more fun part starts....getting them to the trailer which I had the forethought to back up as close as I could.
I got them in with a large heave after I put their front feet on the trailer, slammed the door shut, and sat there trying to breathe! Boy was I wet and man did I stink! Those sheep have their own funny smell when they are wet...
I ran inside and got the kids up with the promise of a stop at our local country 'One-Stop' shop for breakfast...Nothing like a little bribe to get them moving a little faster. Bad Mommy! LOL.
We got there, early even and unloaded the girls. We'll be back for them in December, but the roundup will be a lot less work...he's got a border collie to do the deed! :-)
