
The Farm Manager brags that she has the sheep beautifully trained. I think it’s the other way around.
The Farm Manager staggered out to feed us this morning, looking down at her shoes, muttering something about a naughty rabbit and new shoelaces.
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I have an easy job. I watch my flock, honk at the moon, and write an occasional blog post.
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It rained today. It rained yesterday. It rained the day before that. It rained for the two weeks before that. And if the rain wasn’t bad enough on its own, the sheep got indoor recess again today. Read the rest of this entry