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Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Counting Sheep

It has been a very bad week for me as a writer. I have two stories due on Thursday, and the editors have not been kind to them. I have a lot of rewriting to do in the next few days. I do what I can to meet the demands of the editors, even if they seem a bit strange. So as a respite, I will change subjects.

The picture of me at the side of this blog is “KB with the Chicken of Death.” Well, she did nibble on my finger a bit. Behind me is a pen with two sheep in it. The chickens are borrowed, but the sheep belong to the museum where I volunteer. We have ten sheep at each of two sites. My job as a volunteer is to keep the sheep healthy and reasonably content.

Five mornings and three evenings a week I feed them, and check them for bumps and bruises. I watch them walk to see if any are lame or can’t get up. If their feet hurt they will eat lying down or on their front knees. I make sure each gets a turn at the food and the dominant ones don’t bully the submissive ones too much.

I count them. Now, I have never fallen asleep counting sheep, but the routine of watching them is only a little more exciting than watching paint dry or grass grow. It is very clear to me that once the glow of first acquaintance has worn off, sheep are pretty boring.

Usually I toss out their feed, and they form clumps of three or four around each scoopful. This morning when I fed them, they each thought the other guy’s food was better than theirs. They never held still for a minute. First count: 8 sheep. Second count: 7 sheep. Third count: 10 sheep. I usually stop counting when I get the right number, but since I hadn’t hit it in several counts, I kept going. Fourth count: 8. Fifth count…When I got ten again, maybe counting the one behind the post twice, I gave up and went to work. No one was lame, no one was hurt. No one was much interested in me. Nobody wanted nose rubs. And nobody was fighting with anyone else or trying to push the fence over.

I was more concerned than I usually am because we may be expecting lambs around the first of September. Due to a set of unusual circumstances, I had to pen two rams with the ewes over night around Easter.

Babies at this time of year are not unheard of. We have a sheep named after their birth months, August and April. Left to their own devices, babies are born January and February, and some in March. We have always gone for lambs in March or April, which gives us cute smiling babies for the tourist season. Lambs are born smiling and they stay smiling for their babyhood. That’s part of why they are so appealing.

If I count sheep all morning, I should be more relaxed when I pick up my manuscripts again.

5 comments:

Kellie @ Delightfully Ludicrous said...

So cute!

E. B. Davis said...

We all comfort and calm ourselves in different ways, KB. Your method is a bit unusual. But, hey--go for it.

One of Sheila Connolly's main characters owns two goats. Their contribution is to ignore their owner. When the main character goes to the goat pen to see how they are doing, they ignore her. She notices them ignore her as she walks or drives by. I love that Sheila includes the goats and their behavior. It has no effect on the main character. They are just there.

Sheep must be similar to goats in that respect.

Gloria Alden said...

KB, I love this blog. I've never raised sheep, but I have had goats. They are friendlier,I think, but harder to control. I was keeping my daughter-in-law's male goat for some time. She got it as an adorable kid, but gradually, he thought it was great fun to attack me, even though I was the one who fed him. He had curved horns, too. Even after she had him neutered he still did. I hated going in to feed him. Eventually, she sold him. Thank goodness. Other goats we'd had over the years were never mean, but they will eat everything including rose bushes so I won't have them anymore.

Warren Bull said...

While living in New Zealand for four months I became more aware of knowledgeable about sheep which outnumber the humans there considerably. When driving in the country here I still tend to wonder where the sheep went.

KB Inglee said...

Sheep are a good respite from writing and writing is a good respite from sheep. I solve a lot of plot problems while doing routine barnwork.