The Gentle Giant Meadows Ranch beauty salon was open yesterday. Our very mottly flock of hairy sheep were in need of a manicure, seriously in need of a manicure ! At this moment in time, Greg has 3 chronic discs and 2 border line chronic discs and I have come out in sympathy with him....we like to share ! Something has happened to my lower back / hip and between him and I we don't make an even half perfect specimen, if we were a critter we'd be shot !!! Despite all the grunts groans moans and wimpers out came the tilt table. The tilt table is a magical invention, you just catch your victim...sorry, sheep, get it into the contraption, close the door and then tilt. Just like that...NOT !! All our ladies were happily chomping on peanuts, fighting each other for attention...then Greg arrived with his lassoo. POOF, everyone disapears like a puff of smoke. Under (or in ) the feeder, crammed into the corners, under another woolly tummy, if they were "hiding" we wouldn't get them. Greg looks great with a rope, move over John Wayne and the Lone Ranger, Gregs in town. Unfortunately, although he looks great, the finer arts of roping has never quite been added to his CV. Luckily for us, and unlucky for the ewes, they are pretty stupid and after two circuits of the pen once through and once over the feeder they generally put their heads into the loop.( If this entry ends very suddenly, its because Weebly is having a problem and having typed at the speed of light with 2 fingers, I'd hate to loose my brain dump ! ) Once into the loop we have to get the less than impressed ewe into the contraption. Bearing in mind Gregs back and my "issue", this was a push , pull and lift method. Sheeps butts are not the most hygenic areas of the animal but that was my end. oops..I'll be back, ..later !
Its me, Maureen, (the Boss)