Oh dear...the little Westie has got herself into bother...again. She's been out snouting about in the bushes and came back with a dead rabbit, and very pleased with it she was too. Well you can imagine that didn't go down very well with Mandy. In fact, it went down very badly indeed as the general conclusion was that somehow the stout little murderer had mugged the little bunny herself.
Anyway, she's in disgrace but I've got some really important things to worry about - only just over a month to go and SO MUCH TO DO getting finished up for the lambs...aaaaargh. Skye fortunately hasn't yet worked out what's going on, but when we start repairing sheep hurdles I think she's going to catch on and then the grumbling is going to start. I've already told her I don't need any help, but she never listens (unless it's the supper bowl going rattle, rattle, rattle).
Well, I'm off to watch Daisy worming her way back into Mandy's good books - she's so good at it's fun to watch
Take care
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