I do wonder what the neighbours think, but there again, they must be used to us by now.
Jasmine, Paddy, and the kids were all in for the night, but the gate from one field to the next was slightly ajar, where they had walked through. I went to feed the other goats, looked behind and there was Bertie, the pet sheep. He follows me, so not a problem, plenty of grass, so he could graze while I was feeding. Came out, looked round, no Bertie. Scanned the farm track, and there going under the railway bridge, was himself. Rattled a bucket, he came hurtling up the track. Put some baler twine round his neck and walked him back up to the track. Put him in the stable. Went to shut the gate .....to find, Robbie the llama had seen the gate ajar, realised I was busy chasing Bertie, and he too, went through. Unfortunatly, its not as easy as putting a piece of baler twine round his neck. He raced round and round the field. I rang Rick to come and assist. Took a while to sort of herd him up the field, but finally we managed to get him back in his own field.
I am sure we entertained the neighbours across the lane, with our running, and shouting........another typical day in our house.