Sheep can’t tell whether I’m friend or foe. Or maybe just mistakenly think I have some food on me. I’m looking forward to visiting them again when their bellies have reduced in size. Can’t be long now. Come on lambs, I’m waiting!
Sheep can’t tell whether I’m friend or foe. Or maybe just mistakenly think I have some food on me. I’m looking forward to visiting them again when their bellies have reduced in size. Can’t be long now. Come on lambs, I’m waiting!
You’re blog is turning out to be a really lovely promo for Scotland my loav, I love it!! You’re pics are always fantastic.
Ps. I’ve always thought sheep were a bit evil – its in the eyes!
Thanks, my dear! I adore sheep, just not when there’s a herd of them between me and the gate… Plenty of lambs around now though. Cute!!