A Budding Romance at Withering Plains

Through blurry eyes one morning I woke to see Miss Polly’s mouth around poor Louie the lambs neck.  Screaming hysterically, convinced she was trying to kill him, I ran out in my dressing gown and gum boots to save the day. I shouldn’t have bothered.  Turns out Miss Polly has a thing for young Louie’s…   EAR WAX! And Louie loves every minute. Archie is … Continue reading A Budding Romance at Withering Plains