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Peyton Reports

June 30, 2017

This is Rusty. There is a new sheep here that Robin says is going to write his story and I have to let him do it here because this is the Animal Blog. I didn’t know there was a difference between and Animal Blog and a Person Blog. What about a Dog Blog and an Other Kind of Animal Blog? No? Well, maybe he won’t want to write much.

I thought California was all about the new girls but they are on the other side of a fence and I have an old guy for company and, instead of hanging out with the girls, I’m telling stories to people I don’t know. Robin says it’s what you do when you move to her farm. 


This is me, Peyton. I used to live with a lady named Karen at Liongate Farm in Oregon where it’s not so hot. Then Karen took me to a place called Black Sheep Gathering, even though I’m not Black. But I am a Sheep so I guess that still works.


My pen was right by the door and people kept stopping to scratch me because I let them. This isn’t Robin. There is  picture of me getting scratched by Robin in the post she wrote about this show where I was. This lady is a friend of Robin’s who is named Lisa and she says that I will like the Farm Club when they come to visit.


On Friday afternoon Karen and her friends put halters on us sheep and took us for a very short walk to another pen.


Then they took the halters off and we walked around in another pen with a bunch of other sheep. The people seemed very concerned that we put our feet in just the right place.


And then don’t move. We got ribbons for this. Mine was white because that’s what color I am.


We stayed in our other pens for another day or two and finally Karen took me out of the pen to go home. But it turned out I wasn’t going with her. Karen put me in a pen next to some sheep with funny looking coats on. Then Robin put a coat on me. She said that it didn’t fit me because I’m Too Big, but that’s OK because it’s just for the ride home to keep the straw out of my wool in the back of the truck. Back of the truck? 


Yep. Back of the truck. I expected a nice trailer. That’s Doris, another one of Robin’s friends, and Doris thought that I should get in that old truck with those sheep that have horns. I don’t think so. Another one of their friends came to help lift me up and he had to go back for another person. I knew that I was Quite a Sheep, 


These sheep are small and they smell different.


Maybe it’s those coats they were wearing.


Robin started driving and sure enough, there was a hot wind and the straw blew all over the place. I guess the coat is a good idea because then I won’t have straw sticking into my shiny wool. My wool is a lot shinier than the wool on these other sheep.


Some of the other sheep lay down but I didn’t and Robin said that I BLOCKED HER VISION. Her other sheep are shorter and she didn’t have a problem seeing over them when she was driving here.


We stopped a few times but didn’t get out of the truck. Robin took a picture here because she said this means that we’re in California.


We got to my new home late at night and I went into the barn with the other sheep that were at the show. The next day Robin introduced me to an old sheep that she says will be my new BFF.


This is Jerry…Jerry Garcia. Dude. I might like California.



A Person Puppy

June 18, 2017

Robin’s daughter came to visit and brought her puppy.


He didn’t pay much attention to me.


But I think he likes Ginny.



Or at least he likes her Ball.


Ginny is good at sharing the Ball.


But Kasen doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do with it.


Ginny tried several times…


…but he just didn’t get it.


Human puppies must not grow up as fast as dog puppies.





Cats and Other Things

June 10, 2017

Robin and Dan ate dinner at the house next door where Chris and Meryl live. They left me outside.


Chris and Meryl have Cats. I saw them from outside. We have cats in our house but they are boring.


These are Different Cats though and need watching.


Robin finally let me in the house.


Since these Cats are used to the  Puppies I guess they aren’t afraid of me.

We have been going Across the Road every so often–when Robin decides to make time for us.


Ginny will chase anything that looks like a ball. I don’t care what it is. I just want to chase her. Maggie doesn’t care. She looks for something little to chase and kill.


Here’s a random photo. Ginny snuck into the sheep corral and found a delicacy in the place where Robin dumps the wheelbarrow.  It looks like a stick but I know that it’s not. It is all dried out now but that used to be part of the stuff that comes after the lambs are born. Someone here said it is kind of like placenta jerky. She thought that people might be offended if I said that so I’m just saying that I was told that by an anonymous source.

Chicken Duty

June 10, 2017

The spinning ladies were here last week and one of them brought a cage with her. She and Robin went to the chicken house and put one of the chickens in the cage. That meant I had work to do.


That chicken should not be out of the chicken house.


But the ladies had other plans.


So I followed it to make sure that it didn’t escape on the way to the car.


This is a picture of the chicken before it left. When Robin got the three new ones she thought they were all girls, but this one was not. It’s a good thing that she doesn’t feel the same way about boy dogs as she does about boy chickens.

My Moms

June 4, 2017

Ginny here. Mom was gone for a really long time. I think she said it was 8 days. She wrote a bunch of blog posts about the trip but this is the one that relates to what I’m telling you now. She and her friends went to a place with a lot of sheep and she decided to buy one. She couldn’t take it on the airplane so when it got to California she had to go pick it up. I went with her. I found out that the reason that Mom took me with her wasn’t so I could help her but so that the lady at the farm could see me. This is where I was born.

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This is a picture of me when I first came home with Mom. She says that I was two months old.

This is me in the Farm Lady’s truck. We went over to her house to see…


… some puppies that were about 8 days old.


The Farm Lady (her name is Terri) said that this is my Other Mom.

Her name is Sue. My dad’s name is Butch, but he doesn’t live here. My Mom has the same kind of fur that Rusty does and she is 11 years old like he is. Then the Farm Lady said that Sue and Rusty were litter-mates. That means that Rusty is my uncle.

We went back over to the other farm go load the sheep. My Other Mom went off to work while I went to investigate a new smell.

Birthday Visit to Jake

April 29, 2017

I have a brother, but I don’t really know what that means. Colleen and Robin told me about him and Robin took me to visit at Colleen’s house where he lives. They said that this is our birthday month and we are both 11 now. I was worried that Robin would get out the stupid hats like this time but I guess she forgot them. Instead she expected us to sit and pose for photos.


Jake introduced himself…


…but then I went off to find something to do.


Robin spent time looking at Colleen’s flowers…


…but I found work,


…important work.


Colleen and Robin thought that it was more important to get photos of the two of us.


They were missing the point of a Border Collie being on the premises.



Evidently Jake doesn’t recognize the presence of this cat as a Job To Do.


They tried again.


Not your best photographic moments, eh, Robin?


Enough of this.


Then the people took us to the front of the house.


Robin snapped her photos.




Then Jake remembered …


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…and I went back to mine.

A Hidden Bunny

April 23, 2017

Do you remember at the beginning of the month when the Bunny Lady brought baby bunnies and I had to watch them to make sure they behaved? Here are the pictures from then. Well, Robin had Spinners come over the other night and one of them brought a Bunny.

I scratched at the door to get in the shop where all the ladies were because I don’t want to be left outside. I immediately went to the box where the bunny was.


The ladies didn’t know what I was looking at. They thought it was the lights and shadows from the fan. That is so yesterday.


I was definitely focused, but it wasn’t on lights. Do you see the fur on my nose?


That is bunny fur. I knew there was a bunny somewhere in that box but when I stuck my nose in the box I didn’t find it.


So I just waited for it to come out. Eventually the Spinner Lady put the lid on the box of bunny fur without ever taking the bunny out. That’s probably a good thing because bunnies should stay in their boxes.