Dahlia and Gussie are now very settled.  It’s like they’ve always been here and have fitted me into their routine beautifully.

They mostly, I think, live in a field but come home every morning for their breakfast, which they eat in the shed.  I like everyone to eat in a contained area so that they get used to it and don’t panic if they have to go inside for shearing or drenching.

After breakfast, everyone follows me back into the field.  Another rule –  go into a field during the daytime, please, except of course if it is vile weather then you can loaf around the shed.

Little Gussie is enchanting and very optimistic that I always have treats.

His mother is not far behind.

They are still together and, if they were in the hill, they would’ve been split up today.  One going to the freezer next month and one possibly going somewhere else.

As for the others, Dahlia and Gussie are slowly infiltrating a rather close-knit flock. Some might say spoilt.

Also, these two are thick as thieves despite Dahlia’s best efforts to keep her son away from bad influences.

It was good to see Edna being friends too.  She knows what the hill is like in winter.  She was dumped there (ear tags cut out) with Madge, her daughter a few years’ back.

So, it is still work-in-progress but I think they will soon be one happy flock.   I am hopeful.

‘Ster assures me he is doing his very best.

I am not convinced at all by Maggie.

And as for Lambie…… who even knows what is going on in there!

And in other news, ‘Bert’s eyes have completely cleared up and I am very relieved.