I appear to have tonsillitis so all bets are off and all plans cancelled.  I am just doing the bare minimum, ie feeding the horses, ponies and sheep and about to put rugs on everyone because winter is returning for the weekend. Meh.

Lambie is being a bit strange. Well, stranger than usual.  He followed me back from his field while everyone else was going out for the day and I ended up giving him two more breakfasts because I felt sorry for him.  He did look very pathetic all alone in the world.

Later, when I was on my way out to feed a friend’s cat, I found Lambie all by himself.  He didn’t seem to mind, though, and I offered him another breafkast, which he refused and I even told him that if he were around later, he could come and doss down in my shed while I worked.  We could watch “The Other Bennet Sister” together.

With that thought, Lambie got up and left to find his real friends.  A part of me was pleased he wanted to rejoin his flock and a bit of me feels somewhat scorned.

So much for my kind offer of company.  I think I will go back to feeling ill again.