Sheepish

It's been a busy couple of days. Yesterday I had to run get some hay from Brigget. She went up into the loft and found this rather odd sort of thing. It was hard, roundish and split in half. Looked like the inside of a honey comb. I'd seen it up there last week, but had left it behind as it was kinda...I dunno...creepy.

Anyway, there sat Brigget up there in the doorway showing me this thing, pointing out that she thought there were spider legs coming out of it. And if anything is creepy beyond all creepiness, it's spiders. Their legs coming out of some sort of unknown object just makes them all the more creepy. She asked if I'd like it, no doubt thinking I'd take pictures for the blog.

"No, thank you," was my reply. Somethings are just too creepy even for me, I told her. She gave me a puzzled look. "You brought home the head of a dead horse in your trunk, and you don't think that's just a little bit creepy?" Okay, she had me there.

Anyway, most of Brigget's ewes have lambed now. Take a look at these adorable Icelandic babies!

Three weeks old, and look at those horn buds!

These are Sunday's babies; remember the caption contest with the kissing ewe and lamb?

Astrid lambed last week; her boy has lovely silver flecks, and check out those horns already!

Lovely spotted ram lamb. His mamma has a name I can barely pronounce, let alone spell. It means Pancake, so that's what I call her.

This morning I got up and was amazed at how many people had already visited this blog. Blown away, really. I get all sucked up by the statistics and comments. It's like my little cyberspace living room, and you all are my visitors throughout the day. And it amazes me how many of you pop in to see my decorating!

So here I sat, utterly enthralled, when I ought to have looked out the window. Why? Licorice was giving birth! By the time I finally yawned, stretched, and dawned my rubber boots, she'd licked the boy clean and he'd had his first visit to the milk bar. Like last year's lamb, and the lambs before that, he's a curly little black baby. His papa was an icelandic, and I'm hoping someone who'd like a pet wether will come along. He's bound to have a beautiful fleece with his genetics.

Still wet, and with a dangly umbelical cord.

Of course, I can't let you go without an updated pic of Ohren and Baron!

Ohren's ears are still just a little tippy!

Don't forget, tomorrow is Winsday and there'll be a new contest!

I'm so Excited!!!

Cool Beans! Thanks to all of you, that little counter clicked on past the 5000 visits mark last night! Yee Haw! And as promised, a drawing has been held with all those who's names showed up on my comments screen. Geek Boy did the honors...and Deb, you're the winner!

Mom, you're not bringing that camera into the store, are you?

I hope Dorky Dad is okay. He passed out after reading the little bit about castrating Ohren. Poor guy. Well, he'll be happy to read, as will many of you, that Ohren escaped that little ordeal yesterday. Darling is wrestling over which lamb would be the best option for her. While we all agree that Ohren is absolutely adorable, a ewe lamb will also be sweet, plus give her lambs to sell later on. So she's got quite the decision ahead.

In the meantime, Ohren's got all his body parts still in tact. In fact, he had quite the exciting day! Darling decided she wanted to bring him with us when we drove into the city. Naturally, that would entail explaining why our dog went baa, and then excusing ourselves after he burped in their faces. But Ohren was on good behavior, and no onlookers were harmed during the filming of this blog.

No, Darling...I would never bring the camera into the store...

Okay, I've got to tell you something. I'm so excited! I mean, pee my pants excited! Why? Because come Sunday morning, I'll be on vacation! And unlike those other blog keepers out there, I'm not going to leave my readers stranded at home with nothing to read. No, I'm bringing the laptop and YOU along with me! Where are we going? To the Wild Horse Corrals in Burns, Oregon! I'll bet you're peeing your pants in anticipation already, aren't you?!

Hmmm...maybe I ought to learn to make shadows...

Geek Boy will be staying home here on the farm. He's not terribly interested in a horsey vacation. Nor is City Boy, for that matter, but he's being a good sport about the whole thing. I need to learn a new skill before we go. I've got to figure out how the video feature works on this camera. Currently, I can't even find that feature, although I'm certain it has one. You may be seeing goofy videos over the next few days, for which I apologize in advance. But, hey...that could be fun too, eh?

The Counter's Ticking Towards a Party!

Have y'all been watching that counter? I have. I do recall saying something like "There'll be a prize the day we hit 5000"...and a party, too! So...will we hit it today? I'm thinking so. But of course, only if y'all come to visit.

City Boy bought me a couple of Photoshop magazines! I'm just having way too much fun (and it's completely consuming me...) Naturally, you recognize Ohren's picture above. It didn't start out that way. (Thankfully...as I'd be rather frightened to go outside and find one of my new lambs wearing a party hat.) The coolest thing I learned was how to cut and paste...the easy way!

Geek Boy had tried to teach me how to cut and paste before, but I'm a lousy student, especially where technology is concerned. So I just bagged the idea. Then in walks City Boy with the magazine...they're bloomin' expensive! I'd never spend that much on it myself, but I'm so excited he did. Of course, I'm now a total addict. I was only a partial addict before. He may be sorry he ever brought them home... Do you think there's a twelve step program? I hope not!

So, what other goofy things have I been up to with Photoshop?

Meet Pyscho Roo! He's one of the recent additions at the Cafe Press Store. This one here, however, has the Carpenter Creek name across the top, and he could be yours! Yes, I know...you're overwhelmed at the prospect of owning him...hee hee! Well, he'll come on a t-shirt, along with other goodies, if you're the winner of the 5000 Visits contest.

Okay, I'm going to go do something serious now. Maybe castrate a lamb. Oooooo...you guys are crossing those legs, aren't you? Well, maybe I will, and maybe I won't. All depends on Darling. She'd been considering keeping Ohren as a pet, and if she does, it'll need to happen. Don't worry, we'll document the whole thing for you! Then again, perhaps she'll decide she wants to get one of those little ewe lambs of Margery's. If that's the case, all of Ohren's body parts will be safe.

Y'all have a good day, and don't forget...you can't win if you don't leave a comment!