Penning

 

Uncle Andy is coming to collect his sheep.

 

After all the sheepdog training sessions I’ve had, I’m sure I could have rounded them up and put them in the trailer; after all, I’m always rounding up the ducks and bringing them to the back door for Mum.

But what did they do? – – – – – use an old pallet, a twelve foot gate, some baler twine and a tub of food and the silly sheep just went into the pen of their own accord.   How boring is that!

 

 

I kept an eye on them, though, just in case they made a break for it.