Yesterday just after noontime my neighbor Dot knocked on my door and the police arrived in my driveway with the blue lights going. Dot knocked and asked if any of my sheep have escaped? They are in the road......my thoughts made me not listen to the rest of what she was saying as I thought the boys had jumped over the fence next to the road. But no, that wasn't why they were there so I began listening again and she refered to the sheep running from the powerlines across the road.
I asked " were there black sheep with horns?" The reply was "yes" ...uh oh....but it still didn't sound right. My neighbor Dot offered to drive me down to where the sheep were and I went with her . There were certainly sheep crossing the road....but they weren't MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. Luckily Dot and I plus the police man convinced the sheep to go into the cementary next to the powerlines. The sheep were owned by a neighbor on a road that runs parallel with the powerlines. Those sheep had certainly escaped and the owner headed over to the cementary to gather up their flock.
I was relieved that the sheep weren't mine as it seemed impossible for my sheep to get to access to the powerlines. My fence line doesn't go anywhere near the border of the powerlines and I don't have any gates on the backside of the property. Most of my escapes occur when the grass is no longer enough and my big boy rams will jump over the fence into the lush overgrowth next to the roadside fence. But they usually jump right back if anyone approaches them.
The farm animals make life on the farm different everyday!
Mary Will Sussman