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...
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7 comments:

  1. BeckyDecember 15, 2010 at 1:48 PM

    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.

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  2. LaurieDecember 15, 2010 at 2:02 PM

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

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  3. JoansieDecember 15, 2010 at 2:42 PM

    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!!!

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  4. DorothyDecember 15, 2010 at 2:42 PM

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

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  5. BullwinkleDecember 15, 2010 at 4:10 PM

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

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  6. PatDecember 15, 2010 at 4:44 PM

    BRRRRRRR~

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  7. AnonymousDecember 16, 2010 at 12:13 PM

    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...

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