Popcorn has stolen the show at Billie Creek this week. Sometimes they’ll look at me and pay attention to my spinning but for the most part it’s all about Popcorn.
It has gone straight to her head. On the second day we passed a pasture full of sheep and she yelled out the window, “Hey, I’m a star. I’m going to be adored.”
Or she might have been saying, “Help, save me!”
I don’t speak sheep.
Today we both walked to the village to have lunch. It was like walking to town with Cher or Madonna. The paparazzi was insane.
She’s staying home tomorrow. You know. So she can rest.
Not because I’m jealous or anything.
8 comments:
She was definetly a star. People were just enchanted with her. Including me.
I swear I did not read any too deep into your commentary, though I kept hearing a voice in the background screaming "jealousy...show stealer" but then again at age 43 my hearing is sometimes off according to my 8th grade students
I love the little sheep. Were you in this story????
Didn't the rifle fire frighten Popcorn? Such a brave little lamb. It was nice of her to let you accompany her to lunch!
How adorable!! She is truly a star and I can see how she would steal the show!!
No guns at this event, Nancy.
She's so cute! And I'm jealous of you spending so much time at the village. I'd love to do something like that.
Yep, you should take her into an Irish bar on St. Patrick's Day. Sheep are rock stars :-).
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