Jay got kicked in the head by a cow. She can't help snapping at their heels but is now too old to get out of the way in time. And then, no kidding, the black Hebridean ram with the curly horns gave her an almighty butt! The beasties are trying to kill my dog!
And to cap it all, I lost my woolly hat when trying to feed cattle and sheep in a gale. It was blown right off and it could be in St Kilda or Canada by now. Or in the next field caught in a tree. My heart was saddened and my head was cold. I'll go and look.
Saturday, 27 February 2010
Thursday, 4 February 2010
A dangling sheep
Something out of the ordinary happend this morning. The sheep gatecrashed the cow's breakfast party and a mini riot ensued with Dolly the cow swinging her head and catching a sheep's horn with one of her horns and hoisting it into the air until it dangled for a few seconds like an overlarge, exotic earing. Well, I'd need seen anything like it, that's for sure.
Tuesday, 2 February 2010
Sea Eagle
I was walking the dogs in Kingsburgh Forest this afternoon and saw a Sea Eagle soaring high in the sky. Coming back the Sea Eagle was still about, but much lower and came over my head about 100 feet up. As I stared at this magnificent bird above my head, for a split second I thought it was going to have a go.
It didn't, suffice to say, and soared off to find smaller prey. Strange how I kept checking the sky over my shoulder until I was out of the woods.
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