Chicks

Well, that's the end of a busy couple of days. Yesterday we were sorting through some lambs to go away – and this morning we took them off first thing. It's always a sad day when sheep leave the farm – even lambs. They can be frustrating – well, to be honest, they are frustrating but what would the world be like if there were no sheep? A lot worse in my view, a lot better in Skye's. She's been very pleased today and was hoping that when the trailer came back that another load would be going. She's a bad dog...

Anyway, I must tell you Skye's exciting good news. We've had some chicks born in the hen house. Skye saw them for the first time yesterday and has been asking how she goes about adopting them. Every time the door is opened she's straight over to have a look and would switch places with the hen that's looking after them in a flash. She says if she hadn't flooded our room the other day and got into everyone's bad books she'd have asked if they could have come inside. She remembers that sometimes lambs and even a duck have been inside being looked after and she wants the chicks in – "just for their own sake". We'll see, but she's asked Daisy to create a distraction around the hen house so she can nip in and "rescue" the chicks. I know Mandy's going to be mad if they do it...so Daisy's definitely not going to want that - sorry Skye.

Must get off to bed before Skye drives me daft – she's muttering to herself again...something like "cheep, cheep". Help!

Take care