Shetland Sheep: Rich in History, Rich in Textiles

Shetland Sheep: Rich in History, Rich in Textiles! Our farm mission is to enjoy and promote the wonderful diversity of the Shetland breed by fully utilizing to the best of our ability all they have to offer historically. We believe the best preservation and management of this breed includes it's full spectrum of history. We encourage old and new shepherds alike to join in the fun by engaging in fiber arts, especially spinning and knitting, as this breed is so intimately linked with those aspects of the arts.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

CRASH, SMASH, BANG!!

Want to see a shepherd leap into action in one second flat?!?  Probably, not really. lol

Last night, we started feeling like the house was haunted or something.  It was a night frought with problems.  All of them proved minor in the end, but it sure changed the peace we had felt before the wind kicked up.  With gusts roaring up to 50 m.p.h. and temps falling from 62 degrees F here at the farm to 29 degrees 9 hours later, it was NOT a peaceful night!!

The worst to happen was this horrible crash in the basement, followed by farmhouse cat, Maisie Mittens raging into the worst cat fight sounds imaginable!  Hissing, howling, fighting, banging, thumping,  oh boy!  It was nuts!!  We raced down to the lowest level we have to investigate...very carefully.  It seemed something was loose in the basement....a monster?  An alien?  A bear?  lol

No.  It was just Sugar Bear!!!  "Paws" as we call him, seems to have cleverly found his own way into the house.  I think he'd pass an intelligence test, if put to it.  For some reason, he has decided Maisie is a threat.  He chased her and scared the daylights out of her.  They tore up the steps, hissing, howling, fighting, thumping, then nearly fell back down.  She ultimately hid under something he couldn't get under...cause he's a little...ah....fat.  There she was, howling this alien noise at him, he standing there tail twitching.  After separating them safely, we sent him BACK outside.  How on earth did he get in, anyway??

Back to Maisie.  Paws drew blood somehow.  Maisie was in a high hiding spot, licking her ego and wounds.  We started putting things back in order, picking up the stuff they scattered around.  Then, we heard banging on a window.  Scared, we were afraid something was trying to get in!  Then, we saw it!!!  Sugar Bear's FACE!!  We laughed and laughed!  Seems Sugar Bear has learned how to get in, and was very frustrated that we fixed his 'door' tightly in place!

Once that commotion was settled, the wind banged, howled, and raged all night, and all day.  But everything is fine.  The sheep are cozy in the barn, out of the nasty wind.  And Paws?  No sofa time for him today!  He's outside, in his glory, chasing leaves, leaping at leaves in the air, darting after leaves spinning in whirlwinds, and such.  He's having a ball!

The view out the farmhouse windows is always interesting!

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