The Wild Cherry Tree

We started out with some ball games next to (as not to offend anyone) the football fields. In between the throws and runs, we did trick and obedience training. Is this a good idea, mum wonders, or should we separate training and free play? Once inside our first sheep pen, it was obvious that the sheep had been moved here. Yay! A hundred or so had taken up position on the trail itself a bit further on, and their droppings were everywhere. Paradise :-)

But mum chickened out, mumbling something about yesterday's bath (mine) and not to disturb them early in the season. Hm. So we had to walk the long way around instead. It was nice because we found this cherry tree in full bloom. But then we walked past the sheep on the other side, us on the gravel road and they inside the fence. They said nothing, I said nothing. No one ran away. I am good with sheep.

My tiny half-siblings are doing well. Apparently, Stella opened her eyes the other day.