Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Because Sheep are Sheep


Why on earth would you want to go in a shelter when you can lay out in a freakin' blizzard, chewing your cud?


Here's Onyx, looking back over her shoulder at me. You remember Onyx, our black sheep...


Merlin stood up as I approached the fence.


And then everybody stood up and shook off the snow.

Foolish fuzzlumps...

7 comments:

Becky said...

Are you kidding?! With those wool coats? It's probably hot in the shelter. Those coats probably make the weather feel to them like a nice 75 degree day does to us: balmy.

Laurie said...

I was just thinking what Becky said. WARM! COZY! Not sharing! MY FLEECE! NOT YOURS. That's what I see in their eyes.

Joansie said...

Pretty cool that a black sheep can suddenly be all white. Can you imagine how heavy she must feel with all that what snow in her coat!!!

Dorothy said...

They probably love this weather - they have the best warm woolly sweaters!

Bullwinkle said...

I'm with the sheep - too much fleece makes the shelter too warm. Just ask my samoyed ;)

Pat said...

BRRRRRRR~

kmkat said...

They would get along well with our dog Bear, she of the Arctic coat. She lies in the snow at 0˚ and pants.

Methinks whoever decided to make winter clothing out of wool was onto something...