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captpackratIt's snowing. In October. And not just a slight dusting, there's at least a couple inches of accumulation so far. Everything is covered in white.
The goats and the young ram are out playing in the snow; you can see the tracks from where they've been running around. Our elderly ewe, who's normally the leader of the flock, wanted nothing to do with it and was hanging out in the barn doorway where it's warm and dry, at least until I let the dogs out, then she came racing over to protect her flock and to hit me up for food.
I'm glad I did the grocery shopping yesterday.
The goats and the young ram are out playing in the snow; you can see the tracks from where they've been running around. Our elderly ewe, who's normally the leader of the flock, wanted nothing to do with it and was hanging out in the barn doorway where it's warm and dry, at least until I let the dogs out, then she came racing over to protect her flock and to hit me up for food.
I'm glad I did the grocery shopping yesterday.
