Summer of the Sheep

A lot has happened since my last entry on this blog. Being the Goat that I am, I nearly packed it all in blogwise. My initial thinking ran: ‘ you haven’t made a weekly entry, much less an entry per month this year, and therefore you don’t deserve a blog in which to showcase your thoughts.’ Thankfully the secondary thinking went along the lines of: ‘Bollocks to that – nobody reads it anyway, so no one is going to notice whether or not you have posted anything.’ And then finally I remembered those of you who have told me you read this, and those kind souls who have also told me that it made them laugh. Hence today’s entry, it might not make you laugh, but hopefully will at least make you smile.

Well we have a baby girl in our family now – a whopper at 10 lbs 3 oz born on my husbands birthday! She is now 9 weeks old and the most amazing baby ever! (I get to say that because I am her mom, plus my other sons and my stepson were all amazing babies too.) I get told that she looks like me to my horror. And then get told off for being concerned because apparently that is ok (i.e. my appearance isn’t hideous) but secretly I don’t believe a word of it. No one looks like her – she is simply divine! Ok she does have Libra rising, and Saturn conjunct Asc, so we would have a bit in common astrologically…

Don’t be concerned amusing anecdote on way….

The darling male Gemini in my life (hubbie) decided that he wanted to try his hand at sheep farming. He decided this about three weeks before Baby showed up, and mind you she was eleven days late. All was well – he got a pair of sheep. The first lot ran away/got found/got sick/ died. The second lot have spent their entire existence finding ways to run away. Thankfully none have gotten sick or died, but I am amazed at them. I have never met a more baffling animal – What on earth is the motivation of a sheep? They eat, sleep, drink and breed, but they also seem to spend an enormous amount of energy running though things, especially fences and attempting to eat deadly things. What possessed humanity to farm sheep? How on earth are they domesticated? Why do I have to ask so many questions about sheep?


Moral of the story is:

Don’t marry a Gemini if you are a Capricorn as they will do weird things like suddenly become a (small scale) sheep farmer, and sheep farming is most definitely a vocation like teaching or nursing – not for the faint of heart or the unfit or something to be taken up on the spur of the moment!

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2 Responses to Summer of the Sheep

  1. Cillian says:

    Hooray! You’re blogging again and you made me laugh again! Just don’t get a ram. We had a very angry ram who chased us as kids. He had MASSIVE balls!

    • Have thankfully not had that experience! The sheep are large enough animals to be a bit scary when one is handling them for the first time. I think it is really funny that my Venus ruled husband has gotten fixated on the animal that Mars signifies. Aries = the Ram/Sheep. But seriously – what motivates sheep? I dont understand their needs at all. Glad it made you laugh. Yahoo!!!

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