The last couple of weeks have been frenetic.
Spinning every day during the Tour De Fleece,
My third grandchild / eldest granddaughter Asher’s first birthday [ requiring over 400 km driving in one day ]
A delightful day at the Opera down in Melbourne
The Australian Wool & Sheep Show last weekend with Nadie & Abigail
Getting back to clogging class after a two-surgery / two-year absence
all worthy of blog posts that didn’t get written except in my head
today I was going to rectify that
until I received a phone call from my goat guru friend Brenda to tell me that a damn snake [ who shouldn't even be out of hibernation yet ] had attacked and killed Bear’s litter-sister Molly and two half sisters, Kira and Spotty.
Part of me is relieved that Bear wasn’t having one of his holidays at the farm.
Of course I’m also relieved that his mama is still okay [ but fretting so badly they've had to go buy her a puppy ]
mostly though I’m just so sad that I’ll never be greeted again by that hysterically happy tumble of furry little bodies as I open the car door.
damn bloody snakes