As I was playing, er, working to get Rain and her new babies settled in, I knew the other natives were restless. Unfair treatment! Unfair distribution of treats! No scratches, no attention! I could feel their resentment, but I could also feel---something watching me. I had been taking some pictures of the babies, when I finally couldn't stand it any more and turned around to...this....
Annalea was slumped against the fence, head propped on the wire, lower lip hanging out. It looks like she is baa-ing, but she isn't--just standing there in full pout mode. She wants a special stall too, and treats and royal treatment. Perhaps I read too much into the actions and expressions of my sheepie, but really--what else could you call this?
I snapped a picture, laughed hysterically and smuggled her a cookie.
Such an endless supply of free entertainment, and no cable fees required. :-)