Sundays are always the ‘escape from the field’ or ‘veterinary emergency’ day!! Ask any livestock farmer and it is always the day they “think” they are going to have an easy day when events happen that need immediate action.
I was happy to just move the ewes to a field with loads of trees so plenty of shade as it was going to be a very hot day. I walk across the field they were in to open the gate and gave a call.
They all come galloping, charging past me and down into the shady field
but some come to a stop turning to look at me as if to say, “What is the story? Where is the food?”
I shoo them on saying there is none.
The ewes divide into groups some trot down the hill while others take the high road into the shade.
These trees were probably planted by my Great Great Great Grandfather. I might be missing a Great there not sure.
Having just moved sheep into the shady field, I’m standing enjoying a moment in under trees listening to wood pigeons cooing, song birds singing & the church bells ringing for Sunday Mass down in the village. I walk out into the open part of the field only to see……..
Ooopps someone left the far gate open!!! Ewes doing a runner up the lane and into the garden!!!
Sweaty on a Sunday morning!!!!!
They are not happy about going back into the field and stand at the gate panting having given me a merry chase.
The two brains behind the great escape are looking decidedly guilty.
Here is a short film of the panting ewes soon after their return to the field some of them need to lie down after their merry Sunday gallop.