"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Federico Calboli
Friday, October 02, 2009
We all have weird friends
Many of our ewes seem to enjoy the birds that co-exist with the herd, from small songbirds to cowbirds and magpies. Not all of the ewes will let the magpies use their heads as perches, but some do.
He's thinking. "Dang, this sheep has no open sores to pick."....The sheep is thinking, "I bet all the other girls will be SOOOO jealous of my new hat!"...and the sheep lying down in the left corner is thinking, " I am SOOOO jealous!" Anyone disagreeing with my photographic/telepathic abilities is urged to post their own attempts at trans species communication.......L.B.
2 comments:
Nice! I love magpies. Wonder what he's thinking about that sheep he's on?
He's thinking. "Dang, this sheep has no open sores to pick."....The sheep is thinking, "I bet all the other girls will be SOOOO jealous of my new hat!"...and the sheep lying down in the left corner is thinking, " I am SOOOO jealous!" Anyone disagreeing with my photographic/telepathic abilities is urged to post their own attempts at trans species communication.......L.B.
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