It was about time for Craig and his family to hit the road. They were stateside on furlough after living several years in Thailand. Craig and I had corresponded via snail mail for years, and yet this was the first time I’d ever met him in person.
Craig and his wife had two kids, a five year old boy and a four year old daughter. I asked Craig if he and the kids were interested in looking at our two sheep, Mary and Bo-Peep, before they hit the road. (Back of my mind, I was thinking, that would be a great way to cap off their visit to our farm.
Everybody loves a petting zoo right? 🙂
So, Craig and I and the kids walked over to the fenced in area where Mary and Bo-Peep were penned.
I need to back up.
I was telling Bee Happy yesterday we’d gotten the two sheep as orphaned lambs. Our daughter Rebekah had raised them since birth. They had become part of our family…. although, Bo-Peep, had started getting an attitude the previous week.
I thought it was kind of cute. (His attitude.) Bo Peep would bump me against my leg like he wanted to fight. It didn’t really hurt, more of a novelty than anything.
We went into their pen, so the kids could get a closer look. There’s something very earthy about being able to run your fingers through a sheeps’ wool, and scratch behind their ears.
As Craig and I were saying our good byes, watching his daughter pet Mary the little lamb, Bo Peep decides to head butt the son in the nose.
And if that wasn’t bad enough, he’d shoved him into the electric fence wire (which was on) and which happened to be a single strand of barbed wire. So not only did he have a bloody nose, his back got scratched and he’d been zapped by 6000 volts of electricity.
Craig and I sheepishly came back to the house, Craig carrying the crying child, me wanting to disappear. When the mom saw the bloody nose and crying child she says, “What in the heck was going on over there???”
That was the last time their family ever stopped.
Bo Peep waiting for company.