Aggie and Maggie's New Lambs

Yesterday, Alice came home with the smell of a brand new lamb in her arms. She held a Cheviot lamb born just a week ago and patted another born early Saturday morning. The mommas Aggie and Maggie were not pleased their lambs were being held. They walked around the people bleating "Give it back! Put it down!!" But, it's important for the lambs to be used to being held and being close to people.
Yesterday, the ram, the two lambs born last year and the momma who gave birth last week all were sheared. The young stood shivering afterwards sticking close to their father. Here's what young Annee looked like last year with her momma, Aggie.
Lots of dogs got to see the lambs from a safe distance: Swiss dogs Zen and Geiger, a golden lab search dog, a beagle named Errol... Maybe I will get to see them this week.
In the late afternoon the newest lamb was sitting down facing the setting sun. Alice thought how it would soon be facing its first night, snuggled close to its still fleecy momma. Listening just a few feet away to one of its people inside a house spinning orange wool from its relatives while its momma and aunt had their evening snack of pineapple rinds, chard and other lettuce leaves.
It's amazing to think of that littlest lamb, brand new, trotting up and down all over its paddock, chasing its cousin, spinning and wagging its tail in joy while sucking milk from its momma.
I'm sure it's momma said the Sun would come up this morning and many other things a lamb must know.

Conmael and the Windsor Greys

Last week was all about Irish moss and spring bulbs with halibut or beef plus rhubarb shortcake for some of my human family celebrating something or other in California, while in London, Conmael, the Irish Wolfhound; and Daniel, Stevenson, McCarthy and San Anton, all Windsor Greys, got to meet Laster's people, Felipe and Margarita. The people in London got to eat halibut or beef, too, plus a charlotte with "Balmoral" redcurrants that evening. I hope Conmael and the Greys got something extra tasty, too.

Not sure if Pika's Big Guy got to meet last week any of that pack of corgis who all know well the Windsor Greys. I offered to send through him to that pack some tiny Greenies plus a large size one for Comnal, but he was traveling light and fast dashing from continent to continent. Maybe Felipe and Margarita brought something for the dogs and their human hosts? I know Felipe works for all us dogs and all of nature, too!
Or perhaps they got something from the driver of this car in their backyard last week?
I think Pika's Guy was very sorry not to meet Daniel and his team. They are indeed something special in the horse world. Still..... which would you rather do? Get stuck in a closed coach in chilly weather or have a picnic - with dogs aboard! - in Baja California?
Here is Alice earlier this year working on learning how to drive a pair of Mexican Azteca horses named Palmero and Forestero. A fox terrier is ready to jump aboard. We dogs really like open carriages and buggies low enough to jump on and off. When Alice drives in Baja she gets to take along *all* the local dogs: fox terriers, a doberman named Sprago (who is always aboard first as the top dog), a shepard, and others who take turns getting aboard. The terriers, especially Mara, love to play chicken with the horses by laying down in their trotting paths! If I had been there, I would have sat next to Alice on the bench where the other dogs are not allowed to go.

I think Conmaeal deserves to come to Baja with the Windsor Greys for some driving in the hot sun. I'll dream of him onboard a well-sprung buggy with me, Pika, Laster, Sprago and Mara instead of him just sitting on the cold pavement in London town. If I dream it hard enough, he and Pika will feel the Baja Sun on their fur.