Little mowers

The little mowers were busy in the vineyards. Djeili hurried on to get past the dangerous electric sheep as soon as possible! What was I thinking, stopping right in front of the murderous little bastards? She found a spot further on where the sheep had been before, stuffed herself with sheep shit and is now suffering from a very sore tummy. I feel no pity for her. 

My body is a bit battered and bruised from falling down the stairs in our flat yesterday evening! Thankfully my toes seem not to be broken as I thought first, but my bum is very colorful in the meanwhile!