Living with animals leaves me scratching my head -- and it's not because of fleas.
While training Raven, the Border collie, in the five-acre pasture, I thought nothing of the bleats and cries from the lambs left at the barn. My work group of sheep included a ewe whose five-month old lamb was back at the barn.
But we'd only been in the field for ten minutes. Five-month-old lambs don't cry that loudly for their mothers after a short time.
The crying continued after I returned the work sheep to the flock.
The sound was not coming from the sheep barn. It was coming from the hen house.
The hatch door, usually open during daylight hours, was closed.
I walked inside to find two lambs and Trick the Cat.
There were no hens in sight.