Okay, it was late, and the hilarious tremens often set in after midnight, right?
But I caught a link on another's blog and clicked, and read... and laughed until tears rolled down my cheeks.
So give it a try:
I'm going to add the link to my blog roll at right, for future guffaws. It helps to offset the fierce seriousness with which some sheep breeders are taking our favorite critters, lately. The arguments are sounding like those fought over religion or politics, here in North American Shetland land. Not about animals, not sheep. Maybe about being right.
I hope you find a smile in the Cake Wrecks, instead, as I did.
Soon I will post photos of lambies available for out-placement to good homes. I took a quick dash through the list of ewes and babes this weekend and managed to, mentally, sell, HALF the sheep. But that means 24 of 48. Not enough. Will keep working on this.
Still, plenty of brown and other lambies for everyone. Take two!
Two polled ram lambs this year, both musket. You can have ONE. I will keep the other.
More to follow.
Laugh yourself silly.