The photo above is from a winter trip for a speaking engagement in Dublin that resulted in a weekend side trip to Northern Ireland to play tourist for two days on my own dime before flying back stateside. After a LONG time between villages as I was in the middle of nowhere (thank you Irish GPS, which I think had too much Guinness) nature called so I found a very isolated spot (which was pretty much a description of my whole "direct to Portrush" route) and got out of the vehicle to pee.
I suddenly had an audience. A minute later, as I got my pants up, a farmer appeared off in the distance, chuckling merrily, with feed for the sheep. Apparently, I showed up right when they were normally fed, and he was gracious when he spotted the rental car and redhead sprinting for the tall grass and gave me some privacy while I finished up.
My husband is in the Northern UK on business this week and sent this news link.
Sheepdog in training brings whole flock into the house. It made me smile (but I'm glad I didn't have to clean up the mess.)
BOL - that was pretty funny. But we don't envy the lady of the house the cleanup task:)ReplyDelete
Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
Perhaps this is how Mary got her little lambReplyDelete
Given my family connection with shepherding and Border Collies, I am not surprised at Edward's taking his chance when he saw it. Where was the praise, I ask you?!!! &*> YAM xx
Timing is everything, as they say.ReplyDelete
While camping through the outback years ago, I went beyond the camp lights to pee, and while walking back, a HUGE truck sped by over the spot I had chosen.ReplyDelete
Yipes! But when you gotta go, you gotta go!ReplyDelete