Twas the night before sheep pick up. Earlier in the day, three little piggies (Tommy, my mom and me) piled into the Explorer with a borrowed horse trailer (from really, really, really nice friends) in tow and headed to Concord, North Carolina.
We are nestling into our comfortable beds soon to be dreaming about sheep. Project Sheep Pick Up is about the time Hugh the Huguenot crows in the morning.
I am nervous to meet our three sheep and Livestock Guardian Dog (LGD). I packed three different outfits trying to decide what I should wear to meet them. The anxiety level was worse than deciding what to wear for any job interview or what to wear when Tommy came home from any deployment. I finally closed my eyes and put all three outfits in my bag.
On the drive down, I perused all of my books and notes to convince myself that I was prepared. Am I prepared? I went over the toxic plant list and realized I hadn't walked the pasture lately and checked for any toxic plants to pull. I have even forgotten to purchase the LGD puppy food. Guess we will be making a stop on the way back to WoollyShire tomorrow.
With tears in my eyes and a heart full of excitement, the sheep pick up is really happening. I have waited two years for tomorrow. Who knew dressing up Sophie as a sheep was just practice!
