Constance is the noisiest lamb I’ve ever had. When she’s not baaing it’s usually because she’s eating. Like a squeaky wheel, she always gets my attention. “Soon Constance, soon,” I answer her as bring out the hay or scoop of the grain.
My sheep are messy eaters and end up with hay on their backs after a meal. But it doesn’t stay there long. It becomes an after-meal snack as they eat it off of each other backs.
Helps to keep their wool clean when shearing time comes.
4 thoughts on “Constance, The Squeaky Wheel”
I tell ya, Constance is going places in this world. A natural born leader. She’s gonna have that flock form a union, and she’s gonna be shop steward. You’re going to be negotiating with the Teamsters before you know it.
Ha! Jill, I was thinking of you when I wrote this piece. I’m sure they’ll demand more grain and second cut hay all winter instead of just when it’s really cold. I’m ready to negotiate. I can learn from Constance. 🙂
Why is it so hard to ask for what we want, what we need? I keep thinking of Veronica’s “bring into sweet focus a world my heart requires”.
A beautiful reminder Jill. Thank you.