Market day

I wish I could have gone today - three tups they bought, big Suffolk boys I'm told, but didn't bring them home.  Aaarrrgh!!!  Skye was chuckling when she found out, the old devil, and is now hoping they'll get stolen before they get here.  She's been busy looking for a burglar, but fortunately neither Daisy or Pip know where to find one so that's put a spanner in it for her.

I know they'll turn up - but maybe I should ask Daisy and Pie to go across and stand guard for a few days just to make sure nothing happens to them...it's a worrying time, but THREE...that's just fantastic.

Choosing more Tups

Oh what a lovely day - rained from the moment I was up and a sneaky northerly wind as well, but as far as I'm concerned it's one of the best days of the year.  Today they've been off to look at some new tups - Suffolks - and best of all, when they got back they were chatting about how many to get as there was more than one they liked.  Multiple tups...how good is that?  Pretty good, I'd say.

I've been busy explaining what a tup is to Pie - I took her out to see some in the field, but she wasn't that bothered..."Sheep, then" was all she said and then dashed off to bark at something underground.  How can she not be excited about more tups?  She must be spending too much time with Skye

Oh well, market day is Wednesday...I just don't know how I'll sleep until I know which ones we're getting

Pie's commando team

Two days wasted on this wheat now - you just can't image how slowly these combines travel.  Crawl up the field, sloooowly turn round and crawl back down it again.  It's driving Pie and me daft, but for different reasons - I want to get on with my other jobs, but Pie just does everything at 100mph.  She's been busy hatching a daring plot to get into the combine - she reckons she knows which pedal makes it go faster and says she'd let Skye in and plonk her on the pedal.  It's not a bad plan - no-one would shift Skye once she's down and we've certainly got plenty of time to think the plan up.  Oh well, if we're still at it tomorrow, I'll let them do it.

Apart from that, winter must be on the way - we've started feeding the cows now.  Skye, Pie and I go out to help

Wheat harvest

Thank goodness...the combine harvester reappeared today and we started cutting the wheat.  That's just been one of those boring jobs that hang over you stopping you doing other, more interesting jobs - I mean, who on earth would prefer to be cutting crops when you could be working sheep?  Anyway, Pie and I helped out taking the grain to the silo - she's quite good at counting so I gave her the job of keeping track of how many loads we had taken.  We were doing quite well, until she realised there were hares in the field and spent the rest of the day counting them instead.  I might just as well have asked Skye to count - at least we'd have got up to 4 (right front, right back..) - you just can't get the help these days...