sheep shots

It's a beautiful day, but between the Nyquill hangover and the cough-syrup fuzz, I'm just not up to wrangling three sheep. However, Lulu was mad to get out in the sunshine, so the bahboys wrestled for the priveledge of taking Lulu out in the yard. Bucky farts, but Bobby bites. Have you ever been sheep-bit? Bucky will be lame for a week! Bobby escorted Lulu out for a stroll around the paddock.

Meeting the magnolia.


The flowers frame her dainty beauty.


Bobby and Lulu amidst the daffodils.



Lulu loves the early tulips!

after much frolicking in the sun, capering and cavorting and leaping about in quite sheeply fashion, the sheep lay down to catch some rays and chew their cuds.

Fly knows everything is better with a kitty, so he lay down to help them. The cud-chewing thing is not his forte, but laying down in the sunshine he is good at.