Paddock Diary 5

I'm sad because the calves have gone. Norbert, Corbett, Albert and Sherbet have been sent packing, I assume to the meat factory. It's sad, as I enjoyed their funny faces over the fence. In their place are two sheep with their four lambs. We can practically time the hour for our evening meal. Once the lambs go hurtling across the paddock and doing their "stotting", we know its tea time. They are quite shy, so these photos were taken on a telephoto lens. Our tabby accompanied me to the fence to watch the sheep. I think he is still trying to figure out what they are.

It occurred to me yesterday, after taking the photo below, that we should have called Ruppin "Morse", he has so many dots and dashes!