Quite a stir

Cousteau's arrival at the farm has caused quite a stir. When we decided to take a trip down the driveway (all 500m of it) to fetch the recycling bin, these sheep and their lambs were quite wary of their red visitor. He ignored them completely.

It's been a frustrating day for both Mr Barking and me. Him at work and me trying to get things done at home. Cousteau has been licking his sore paw all day, even managing to lick it around his Elizabethan collar. I've ended up shouting at him and descending into floods of tears. Poor Mr B had to mop me up when he got home.

We headed off to Mass with his folks in the end, for the Feast of the Ascension. It's a good resetter and all is calm now. Cousteau has stopped licking for now and we're all off to bed.

Night all.

~The Barkings~