November redemption

After complaining so much about November,

and labeling it as my second least favorite month,

I've been pleasantly surprised by temps in the 70's...

Yay for cheerful, sunny, photographer-friendly days,

and a November that's redeeming itself.

Happy belated birthday to my Favorite cat...

(who will always be my favorite, 'cause that's his name...)

I can't believe that old guy's 10 now.

Would you believe this poor thing still doesn't have a name?

Probably kind on my end - since the last two were dubbed

Big Mac and Big Buford...

He said he'd rather not have a name.

And there's Huck, just for being such a ham.

Woolly... Yep, that's his name.

It probably is a little bit too cutsie for him now -

but he was cutsie once upon a time.

He's the reggae ram now...with some serious dreadlocks.

That's how many sheep we had on Monday,

and I doubt that's even all of them.

Twelve of them went to the sale yesterday,

we just had to downsize.

- And since I'm the one that knows who's who -

I was the official sentencer,

the one who decides who goes and who stays.

I really hate that job.

I know who they are, who their moms are, their names -

because I was the first one to touch them when they hit

the ground, the one who dried them off,

the one that helped them stand.

Parting with some isn't ever easy; but then again -

neither is having 30 sheep...

So, I'll hurry up and post this, before the cold and rain

returns tomorrow,

and I'm back to not liking November quite so much...