Those of you who find Nelly’s adventures amusing will probably have drawn the conclusion that my lack of blogging about her antics was a result of an improvement in her recalcitrant behaviour. Sadly this is not the case. In fact, if I blogged about all of Nellie’s wilful ways, she would be in danger of stealing the show!
|Butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.|
Nelly - up to no good
in the veg patch!
Since my last instalment, Little Nell has in fact been banished from the ewes’ field for harassing a heavily pregnant Lucy, eating her way through 3 hay nets, ram raiding the chicken coops and eating the hen’s layers pellets. Oh, and then there was the day that she stood up on her back legs behind the cherry blossom tree so that I couldn’t see her while she stripped off the ivy that was growing up it!
This week’s escapade saw Nelly taking full advantage of the fact that I had accidentally left the gate to the vegetable plot open. There’s not much going on in there at the moment so that wouldn’t have been too bad, but she decided to exit the vegetable patch by head butting the fencing until one of the rails broke, leaving Nelly-shaped bulges in the chicken wire!
|Nelly eating the raspberry canes!|
It is her birthday in a few weeks and she will soon have to start behaving like a proper grown-up shearling, not a naughty oversized lamb. I did try explaining this to her the other day but she simply stood on her back legs, put her front feet on Charlotte’s rump, and wandered around as if she was pushing a wheelbarrow. When Charlotte finally persuaded her to desist, she ran down the field and leapt into the air clicking her heels.
I have a feeling that you have not heard the last of Naughty Nelly!