I've been away up north over the past week, but in my absence pet lamb Spice has continued to enjoy the fruits of the Garden of Eden here at Struan Farm. She's been hopping up over the retaining wall several times a day.
When home I'd chase her back into the paddock, waving my tea towel, with Clifford watching on and laughing. She'd jump up to munch the lawn, targeting a "My Mum" rose bush nearby in particular.
Surely this wasn't some sort of statement on her part? We've just weaned her, along with Sugar and Buzz.
Either way nephew Mike and John realised something had to be done. We began closing the front gate in case she wandered down the drive munching the griselinia hedge, and they erected a barrier with standards below the wall to make jumping up harder for her.
She easily cleared their first effort, but John moved it out a bit further from the wall and that's seemed to have stopped her. We've had wailing outside our bedroom window, and she's paced longingly along the fence by the garden. In fact, I'm waiting for her to jump over the fence.
John tells me that in his dad's day a troublesome pet lamb would have been sent away, in an effort to "dumb down" the gene pool. Suffice it to say that won't happen on my watch!! I respect intelligent women, and that includes those of the sheep-ly persuasion.
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