Last night I was working in the shed so the girls decided they’d go play with the sheep until I was done. I could hear their excited and happy squeals and knew that everything was alright.
They were feeding the ewes and little lamb leaves off the mulberry tree and had found a piece of twine they tried to fashion into a crude halter. Then someone got the idea that it’d be fun to ride:
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Like every mother of a small child, Milly wasn’t bothered by much of anything. Well, at least until they decided to hop on her back. Better luck next time, girls.
