It's been busy around here, more or less. Heath is growing up fast and showing what he is made of.
I've always made him stay in the yard when I went out to feed, because he is too little and I don't want the sheep to hurt him and blow his confidence, or see him kicked by a cow or horse. Plus he loves to pop his front feet at the laying hens and make them run off squawking.
One afternoon, the Maremmas were in having a day off. I didn't see Heath sneak past me. They did though. He made a bee-line for those sheep and they made a bee-line to intercept him. Mr Potamus put himself between the sheppie and the sheeple while Bruno distracted him, offering himself as a sacrifice, being chewed on and abused, for the sake of his honor.
|Potamus stood between the sheppie and the sheeple|
|blocking Heath's access to the sheep, which he has now forgotten|
|...because he is busy gnawing on Bruno...|
|...but they haven't forgotten him...|
|Heath loved having the kids here and was especially taken with one little girl. It made his day when she would wake up in the morning and come to see him.|