The Shearing of the Sheep

Hi Ya Blogland Friends,

Tonight we are goin to talk about shearing sheep. Ya know what that is?
Sheep shearing, typically just called shearing, is the process by which the woollen fleece of a sheep is removed. The person who removes the sheep's wool is called a shearer. Typically shearing occurs once per year per sheep. The annual shearing most often occurs in a shearing shed, a facility especially designed to process often hundreds and sometimes over 3,000 sheep per day. And that's a lot of work my friends.

Wow, do ya see all the wool on that sheep? Now look below an see a different kinda sheep....a wire fox terrier sheep....Now that's Fred, my father, and as ya can see he needs a haircut. Why, ya can't even see his eyes, now, can ya?

And this, my friends, is my brother, George, who lives with our Dad, Fred and my big bruver, Scott and his wife Heather. George also needs a haircut. The warm weather seems to have arrived around here and ya can't be walkin' around with all that hair. So Gram and Pap, the grooming table and tools went over to big bruver Scott's house to see what they could do with Fred and George.

It took an entire afternoon but after the floor was filled with hair and Fred and George were sick of bein' on that grooming table, the finished product was unveiled. Now this was a quickie job, so it is not Grooming Salon worthy, but ya can see the improvement. First Fred.......

Then George. Now George in particular looks like he lost 10 pounds but then he isn't as stocky as I am anyway. He takes after my Mom...kinda delicate except when there is vermin involved or a mud puddle. But I digress.......

Oh Yeah, now at the same house lives the little hooman baby person, Parker....ya know the one that smells funny, makes funny noises and cries a lot...... Well there he is bein' carried around papoose style and would ya look at the funny bone he's a chewin' on!!!!! Why, what is he thinkin'? I bet it doesn't even taste good cause it looks like it is plastic or sumpin' Ya wanna chew on sumpin', chew on a good hard bone....Hrumph, we have a lot to teach this little hooman baby person. I hope Fred and George are up to the task. Well, after all that work, this family is pretty tired and so we bid ya a good night and hope ya all have a wonderful weekend.......

Dewey Dewster reportin'.........let's get this to press........

We're Back from the Woods

Gee we missed you guys…….

it's Dewey and Toby reportin' from our perch at the front cottage window….. Gram could go outside on the deck here and catch us lookin’ out. I would like to tell ya, Gram needs a bit of help here cause she left all the camera stuff at the cottage so none of the video we took can get transferred into the computer cause all the camera parts are still at the cottage. Someone please help my Gram find her mind……

We were at our cottage for more than a week……it is in the woods outside of Titusville Pa.( where the worlds first oil well was drilled in 1859). We haven’t been there since early December…..so this was a good visit. Toby was never there before since he only came to live with us in February and boy did he have a good time. No fences and lots of yard and acres of woods…wow, he was impressed......
Now, I can tell ya that me and my Mom don’t do this, but Toby seemed to think chasing stones was great sport and when Pap threw the stones down the hill…. Toby ran after them and attacked ‘em........
Here’s Toby sittin on the deck with his dirty face….ya know ya get a pretty dirty face when ya pick up dirty stones in it……

Whenever we are here, we take long walks in the woods checkin’ on everyone else’s place to make sure no burglars have been around causin’ trouble. We checked out McCarthy’s place and found an old drain pipe layin’ on the ground. Me and Mom felt sure that a chipmunk or two was livin’ in there….and of course we needed to roust it out.

Oh yeah....check out my Mom...cause when we were walkin' through the woods she found a mud puddle and laid right in it....gettin' all dirty....now I tell ya, I never do that cause I know that means a bath is comin' and yep, she got one......

We attacked that pipe and ran around the yard with it to make sure any vermin were sufficiently terrified…..

We were at that pipe so much that we collapsed the ends of it……sure hope the McCarthy’s don’t need it anymore……..oh and we didn't see any vermin at all.....rats.....

Gee, we had a great time, but there’s only dialup service there and we couldn’t visit anyone’s blog usin’ that……so it’s good to be home………. and we'll be 'round to see what ya all have been up to while we were gone.

Dewey Dewster and family reportin' here........back to you now.........