I might need to get off the farm.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Three sheep who didnt make it over the moon last night
This morning as I opened up my journal, I looked up sleepily to see the sunrise and noticed the three woolie sheep in the front yard happily munching away. Apparently they do not prefer the "weeds" in the garden. I stepped out the front door and they didn't notice me until I gobbled like a turkey and ran at them with arms flailing. They ran right back into the garden under the string of barbed wire that is just a little too high. They stood looking at me from the other side and gave me a "Baaaah" and walked away. "crazy bitch" I thought I heard one of them say. "thats right" I scoffed "I am one crazy BEE-H, you can expect more where that came from you big eyed woolie monkey face"!