Wednesday, December 13, 2017

If You Think I've Gone Missing...

...normally I'd tell you to check Instagram, but even that account has been slow lately.  I'll eventually get caught up.  Or not.  It will be okay either way.  It will just be more fun if I remember to post some of the funny pictures and the video of me and Buddy yelling at each other last week.  In the meantime, Hank and June have everything under control.


"Hank?"


 "Hank."


"Hey, Hank."


"Hank!"


"What?"


"Ignore her.  She's just taking some pictures.  Hasn't done that in awhile.  Thought maybe she'd gotten it out of her system.  Just give her a good pose and she'll go away."


"Joke's on her though.  I've got a big piece of sheep poop stuck to my hip.  She'll just love that!"

Yeah, but it will still make a fun puzzle ;-).


Enjoy!



Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Good Morning!

It's really been interesting watching the dog and dog and dog and flock dynamics change over the last month and a half.  June is very sheep oriented and enjoys sitting and sleeping near them.  Hank has always seemed to mostly prefer maintaining his own personal space.   

I don't really blame Hank.  He had a tough job being the first guardian dog this opinionated flock had ever had.  He got quite a bit of flack early on from some of the tougher personalities.  June was able to cash in on all of his hard work and with her calm, confident personality has settled the sheep even more.


This is where I found them this morning, soaking up some warm winter sun, sitting with their sheep.  I love how much more relaxed Hank is now.


"Oh, hi!"


"Whatcha got over there, Hank?"


Two good dogs.  A great team.


Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Not Everyone Got Invited To The Party


Well, cats don't need an invitation...obviously ;-).


Poor June.  There is nothing she likes better than a party with cookies, crackers, cereal, pizza, sticks, big rocks, electrical conduit...  Hank can't believe he got locked in prison with her though.  Oh, the injustice...  


Sunday, November 26, 2017

Happy Birthday, Maisie!


That's Biscuit and Lila in the background.


"Yeah, it's mah birthday!"


"I get a whole Cheerios cake all to myself!"


(While wearing her birthday crown ;-)


"Hey, Betsy.  Glad you could make it.  I saved some cake for you."


"Um, thanks...I guess."


Who IS this calm, friendly looking sheep?


Biscuit was very confused about Maisie wearing a crown and getting all the attention.


Look at that face, peeking through the fence!


"That's a really cool looking crown, Maisie.  I thought only me and Muffin got to wear crowns."


"Should I show him what I do with stupid crowns?"


Yeah, that's the birthday girl we all know and love ;-D.

Don't feel too sorry for Biscuit and Lila.  Everyone got to celebrate Maisie's birthday.  More pictures tomorrow.


Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Take A Break

Today and tomorrow can get pretty hectic. Remember to take a break, catch your breath and enjoy.  


Eat some yummy leaves (and work a new puzzle :-).


And get a little exercise afterwards :-D. 

That's Bullwinkle leaping back to the barn.  I think he's trying to beat Biscuit and Muffin back.  Well, I know he's trying to beat them back.  I think it's because he's a little jealous of them.  Or maybe he's just enjoying the gorgeous weather the last few days.  I love that they are still side by side :-).

So much to be thankful for!


Monday, November 20, 2017

Keeping Honest Dogs Honest

Or keeping a puppy from doing a little freelance electrical work behind the barn ;-).  At least the first water heater wasn't plugged in yet when she "experimented".


Even though June is as big as a moose, she's actually not quite 8 months old.  Still a puppy.  The lightweight plastic tube covering the electric cord of the original tank heater was no match for her moose sized teeth.  Saint Tim's heavy duty metal and wire contraption ought to keep her honest...and safe.

Winter is almost here.  We are ready.  Or at least I am.  Saint Tim's already dreaming of summer ;-).


Thursday, November 16, 2017

Throwback Thursday

Since I've officially made through the first half of the November/Wovember Instagram Challenge, I decided maybe I'd try for a Throwback Thursday. Seems like I could have pulled off a Wordless Wednesday or Walk With Me Wednesday post too, but, well, you know...  Guess what this is!


I've been looking off and on for this since we moved here...in 2003.  I knew I'd never throw these things away on purpose, but I was starting to lose hope.  Anyone who's seen our basement however can attest that there is no telling what an incredible amount of junk treasures are down there.

I packed these baby things away back in early 1993.  I packed them away just as keepsakes to treasure...never dreaming I'd ever raise another bottle lamb again.   This was Punkin's bottle and coat, made from an old jacket of mine.  

:-)


Monday, November 13, 2017

Hank And June Flip Book

I remember heading out to the barn for evening chores the first miserably wet and cold evening after we got Hank.  I really wasn't sure how I felt about him being outside in that.  I knew how much Iris and Tilly enjoy sleeping in the warm kitchen, but I'd been told not to worry.  That livestock guardian dogs were different.  

I looked in all of Hank's normal barn spots and he was nowhere to be found.  I looked around the corner of the barn thinking he was hiding out in one of the horse stalls.  No.  I knew it.  He was miserable and had run away from home...and then I spotted him.  He was out in one of the paddocks running laps with a big happy grin on his face.  

Hank and I actually prefer cold weather :-).  Running laps and bouncing around playing chase and catch me became our nightly routine that winter.  During the hot summer we both played let's just sit out on the hill after the sun starts to set, but when winter returned, the games resumed.

Evening seems to be a common time for animals to play.  I've watched rabbits and foxes and skunks come to life as the sun starts to set.  Big fields of lambs race around jumping on and off round bales or tree stumps until their mouths are open, panting.  Hank and June get completely silly, too.  

I'm not sure if it's just the playing time of day or if this is some sort of evening warm up, but this is their nightly routine.  They are good about playing away from the flock, but I have to really watch if I'm out there so I don't get run over.  Luckily I can hear them coming.  If you didn't know they were best friends... :-o


















June being here has been really good for Hank.  If you'd have asked me a month ago if Hank was "old" I'd have said no.  But as soon as we put a young dog next to him...we both had to admit Hank is getting old :-/.  A month of Camp June has put a little fresh pep in his step.

Remember June's second night here?  When they divided up the work and she took the front field and Hank stayed out back?  Now when they feel like there is a threat, Hank works the smaller front field and June works the entire back of the farm.  She can get to the fence line next to Stella's house in just a matter of seconds! 

There was some action the other night and June raced up the hill while Hank and I stayed with the flock at the barn.  Once everything had settled back down I gave both dogs a chew bone and they sat side by side out back, prepared for the rest of the night.   


They are a good team. It's been fascinating watching them work together.  If we'd have had any idea how much Hank would love June, we'd have gotten a second dog much sooner.  Or maybe he wouldn't have loved anyone but this June.  Hank and June were Tim's grandparents.  In case you were wondering how they got their names :-).

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A huge thank you for all the calendar and farm shop orders over the weekend!!!  Everything should go out this afternoon.  If you sent an email and I haven't responded, let me know.


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