I feel that this week I may have been manipulated. Kate would obviously deny this, however somehow I managed to bring home a pet lamb earlier this week.
Ostensibly it was meant to be for Cleatus, who had lost her lamb. However Cleatus didn’t want it and the lamb showed no interest in suckling from Cleatus, or, for some time, a bottle. If Scooter had been more of a suckler, I think we may have had more chance of bonding her to Cleatus.
However, we’ve managed to bond her to Kate. Today as we took a walk around the fields checking the sheep, Scooter happily tripped along behind Kate as if she were an old sheep. If only Scooter were a calf, there’d be an old cow joke in there somewhere.
The day that Scooter arrived was also the day that we expanded our car collection with the purchase of a Volvo 440. The dealer’s wife’s car and with almost complete service history. I won’t tempt fate by saying anything more than a nice shade of metallic green.