“Mummy! I’ve missed you so” said Sophia.
(twenty minutes later)
“Sophia, I love you too but I have to go inside now” I said.
“But, but, don’t leave me…”
I was bent over, busy picking burrs off of Blanche the other day when Sophia, in a jealous rage, reared back and head butted me. She’s starting to freak me out. Like in a Fatal Attraction kind of way. I may need to get this girl some sheep therapy.