


A very large weird smelling sheep. The chickens were a bit trickier. Yesterday a chicken (obviously with a death wish) flew into April's pen. April responded like a dog -- she immediately grabbed it and feathers were flying everywhere. The hubby was fortunately there when it happened, and he called April's name and she, being the very good doggy that she is, dropped the chicken and looked at him, giving the chicken time to escape. The chicken's fine, by the way, none the worse for wear. But now I'm a bit cautious with April around chickens.

Not that she's done anything before or since then to make me suspect she'd be anything but OK with them. Still....
Ok, well, livestock introduction continues on for a few weeks two or three times a day, until I feel comfortable leaving her with them unattended.
But for now, how about giving Mom a big smooch....
Good dog!
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