The Long and Short of It
All on one sheep.
Or should I say two sheep
Both Edgar and Chone both volunteered for shearing, and sat patiently while I clipped away the front halves of their fleeces-
but then got all fussy and refused to let me finish.
They walk around like they are sporting the lastest in ovine fashion.
But Frank thinks they look pretty silly.
(he’s not the only one)