Carrie Ann Inaba
We moved the sheep today, a successful manoeuvre involving a bucket of "stock nuts" (try asking for them at the store without smirking) and some audible cajoling. The three little blankets on legs then went about happily mowing the grass in the orchard for a few hours before being encouraged back to their regular pasture.
No mower required. (✓)
Speaking of blankets, Oskar finds it quite necessary to cover himself when sleeping - he's rather taken with his new Scottish-themed spread.
Zzzzzz |
That's three down since we arrived in Tasmania and a few million to go....stay out of the dog yard you mad macropods!
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