Karleen & I were crossing this meadow on Christmas day, it being a mild winter and the grass still growing enough to be cropped by a flock of sheep. They mostly minded their own business and kept at a distance, except for this one. We thought at first she wanted something from us, perhaps some titbit, but it I like to think it was just friendliness.
a wayfarer’s notes 
Woolgathering, eh? It’s a bit like counting sheep, right? 😉
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Yes, but it’s easier when they come forward wanting to be counted, as above and over at your place.
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Relationships with other species??
http://wombatswaffles.blogspot.com.au/2017/06/raptor-domain.html
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Good link, Davoh. The sport of hawking is a prime example of co-operation between man and beast, and one of great complexity. But you’ll know more about this than I, who’ve never even owned a dog.
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What an excellent sheep. It’s so touching when they greet us. Unlike us humans, their behaviour is never fake.
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Ah, canines … pains when they poop and/piss inappropriately (bit like humans .. heh). great when they hang around the house without any sort of ‘human’ judgement.
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Um … a probably inappropriate jest ….
Lock yer wife and dog in the boot of yer car fer 3 hours ..
See who’s happy to see you when you open it …
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Probably?
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[…] all creatures: […]
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