Friday, 5 August 2011

A Woolly Distraction

In our quest to solve the lack of signage on the local section of the Highway to advertise The Daily Pie, the girls door knocked roadside landowners who may be prepared to 'lease' us a section of their land to erect a fixed sign.  They also put notes in letterboxes, making their plea known.


A resounding 'yes' a couple of 'maybe's' as well as a few 'I'll have to think about its' were received and noted.

The Machinist and I went to visit the Farmer who was eager to help and who had given us full permission to check out his paddocks which run alongside the Highway, in order to find the best visual spot for passing traffic.

An Australian cattle dog met us, panting excitedly, running from the car back to his master on our arrival at the Homestead.  The dog's master walked towards us, holding something long, floppy, bloody and covered with amniotic (glue like) fluid.  "This is Julius, named after Julias Caeser, as I've just delived him by caeserean section.  I had to put the mother down, as the crows had been at her backside and she was in a really bad way..."

Said in the true spirit of Aussie nitty gritty-ness!

"You can have him if you want, but I don't want to get involved if you both disagree", he said, looking from me to the Machinist.

"We'll have to find a blanket or something, Babe" The Machinist didn't hesitate
"So it's affirmative on your part?"
"We need a sheep to keep the grass down in the paddock next door"
"Yeah, that's true"


In the meantime, the Farmer had nipped off to find an empty sack "You can put the lamb in here, as you carry him home.  I'll just nip indoors to see if we have any spare poddy lamb teats"


And that, as they say, was that.



Wilson is kept in front of the fire, inside a make-shift 'play pen'.  He bleats, drinks, sleeps, craps and pees.  But we don't mind.  It means that he is working perfectly!

12 comments:

ADRIAN said...

Well nothing like a pet sheep for company.

FlowerLady said...

I hope all goes well with your sign, and what a sweetie Wilson is.

FlowerLady

The Machinist's Wife said...

Adrian - yeah right. It's the children that should come home with stray this and that, not the parents - especially when they are out together....

Flowerlady - thanks for the encouragement re the sign. I wish some 'Body' would hurry up and decide who should - well - make the decision. Wilson is so cute. He couldn't get his milk quick enough the other day and started stamping his foot in a stroppy manner. How do they know this so very young???

Midlife Jobhunter said...

Love the name. Love the photo. How kind of you to take him.

Hope the sign works out.

English Rider said...

Thank goodness I don't live anywhere sheepy, or I'd have to have one too. How very special.

Ken Devine said...

Amazing! You won't have that kind of experience in Derbyshire, Helen:)

The Duck Herder said...

too cute!

Sue said...

What a beaut story! (poor mummy sheep though...)

crazydehlidiva said...

Sorry, didn't really read the story but I LOVE THE GRAPHICS :D

lina said...

hello there & happy birthday from sarah~mechelle's pen buddy! : )

Marcheline said...

Awwwwww... cuteness overload! Just for that, you're invited to my birthday party. Stop by my blog for a cocktail weenie and a whiskey sour. 8-)

Kim H said...

Oh it's so lovely to be here! What a beautiful blog you have. I love your header image - delightful! This post was so precious. That lucky, lucky little lamb. He may just not have made it past the dinner plate in a few months time if you guys hadn't come along;) I'll be back very soon. Thanks for following at Feather & Nest too. Warm wishes
Kim