Reesey Post Surgery!

Reesey the day after surgery

So far so good with Reesey! She had her surgery on Friday, and they worked on her for 1 1/2 hours. They completely took out the ball part of the hip bone. It seems really complicated and confusing, so I don't really know how to describe it, other than they took a big chunk of hip out of her! The Dr. said she felt good about the surgery, and that Reesey is a strong puppy.

On Saturday my Dad and I woke up bright and early and went to Ladybrand to visit Reesey.
We got to take her out of the kennel and sit in the grass out back. At first she was really sleepy and not moving to much, but was really happy to see us. The vet tech said that she had been sad, and was on 7th Heaven now that I was there. As you can see in the pictures, the poor girl has a big bald spot, massive stitches, a painful leg, and purple stuff all over! She was quite a sight!

My Dad went off the grocery shop and I stayed and hung out with Reesey. I got to sit outside with her from 9am-12pm. It was pretty great! We just hung out in the grass. I think it was nice for her to be outside of the kennel in the fresh air...and with me of course! (Too bad a got an awful sunburn!)

The office was closed Sunday, but I went to visit Reesey on Monday and today, Tuesday. Each day she seems to be more active and feeling better. She still is not putting much weight on her foot though. As I said before, the Dr.s are happy about the surgery, but are concerned about the possibility nerve damage. Hopefully she will start to slowly put weight back on it, and does not have any problems.

I am certainly happy that things have gone smoothly thus far. Only time will tell.

Hanging out in the grass

Tomorrow my Dad and I are headed off to Cape Town, South Africa! He has a conference there, so I am tagging along. My Uncle Steve will be there for the conference, along with my Aunt Judy. So it will be a nice reunion with family, food, wine, and beautiful scenery.

We will return home from Cape Town on Sunday. Then on Monday I FINALLY get to pick my puppy up. I miss her so much. All of the staff house asks about her everyday and talks about how much they miss her.

Please keep Reesey in your thoughts and prayers for a successful recovery, and to be healthy and PAIN FREE!

Tending to her wounds

So today Reesey got an awesome, huge dog house. It could really be on MTV cribs.

As I was coming in the house from work I caught a glimpse of a giant white house in the corner of my eye. It was Reesey’s new dog house, or should I say, mansion. We had a carpenter make her a dog house since she hangs out outside while I am at work. We were borrowing one from someone, but she quickly outgrew it! I asked for it to be big since I expect her to be a big girl, but jeez was I shocked when I saw this! I did have some warning that it was going to be large though- two of my Dad’s coworkers saw it being built and both joked that it could be suitable for a human.
Sure enough, it is a dog mansion.

Of course I immediately crawled inside the house with Reesey to check it out. I can extend my legs out completely, in BOTH directions. (I am 5’’7 ½, I can’t even do that in a bathtub!) Also, my head is nowhere near touching the roof.
So if the economy is still bad in the U.S when I move home and I am out of luck for a place to live, at least know that both Reesey and I will fit in her dog house! (Lets be real though, we all know I will be living back at granby ct. with my parents, so I hope this fits on our porch!) Sorry Mom and Dad, you can’t get rid of us : )
And on a side note, Meg and Steve- I think Kaitlyn will be able to use this as a great playhouse too!

After we had crawled into the house there was a huge thunder, lightening, pouring rain, AND hail storm. Lucky for us, we kept dry in the mansion and watched the hail pummel the yard.

The house is painted white on the outside, and is unpainted on the inside. I seriously want to paint the inside of the house and paint picture windows. I also would like to spruce up the outside since it is so white.

Anyone have any good decorating ideas? I feel like my Wilson clan could especially come up with some great ideas- too bad Aunt Sally isn’t here to paint stars on the ceiling and some scenic murals!

So since I am here alone, I need everyone’s creative support! Reesey is going away tomorrow for her surgery and will be gone for 10 days, so I figure that would be a good time to do it since she can’t meddle with the paint and I can stay occupied with a painting/decorating job!

Please keep Reesey in your thoughts! I hope everything goes well with the surgery on Friday. It sucks that she will be gone for 10 days too, I will miss her and be thinking about how she is doing a lot. I am trying to keep a postive attitude now!

I look forward to your decorating ideas. This could be like one of those TLC decorating challenge shows :)
Winner gets...some sort of prize from Africa!

Reesey Update

Well I have some sad news, with maybe some hope thrown in. My Dad took Reesey to the vet this morning and left her for the day. We came back at 4:30 to pick her up and talk to the vet. The Vet immediately told us that it turns out Reesey does not have hip dysplasia (which was immediate good news in my mind) but instead a birth defect of a deformed hip (not good news & worse than hip dysplasia). She showed up her x-ray, and I was shocked how crooked her hip was and how much the left one completely jutted out. Tears immediately welled up in my eyes. She said that her hip was completely out of the socket, she barely had a socket, and it was basically bone rubbing against bone. (This is her left hip, her right hip is normal). And because of this, her pelvic bone has not developed as well.

I'm glad my Dad was there to ask questions, because I just stood there fighting back tears and couldn't say anything.The Vet told us that I have to decide is she is worth the money, and if so we could try surgery. That statement was quite a shocker to me. Without surgery she would suffer in pain, and eventually have to be put down. There are two options for surgery- one would have to be in Joburg and is a full hip replacement, and way too much money. The second one is a reasonable cost (especially with the dollar's strength against the rand) would be here at the vet's, and involves shaving off part of her bone so that it can fit into the socket.

So Reesey is going in for surgery (the local, less expensive, less evasive one) on Friday morning. They will keep her there for 10 days, (yes, 10 days, yikes!) For 4 of those days I will be in Capetown with my Dad.

Needless to say, I am still very upset right now. I know I should look on the brightside, but right now I am so shocked and suprised. I didn't expect this, and did not expect it to be so serious and to evoke a "God" moment (let her live or let her die). I am worried since the surgery is not a guarentee fix, and there are always risks involved with surgery.

But my Dad reminded me, Reesey is the luckiest dog in Lesotho. If I did not have her she would be a guard dog living outside, not eating very much, getting abused, covered in flees/ticks, and have no human affection. And since dogs are functional here, a deformed dog would not last. They would either kill her, or let her die in pain. So no matter what, I know I am giving her a great life. Right now she is lying on my feet sleeping soundly. I gave her a pain pill, so hopefully that will help. I will be so anxious during those 10 days that she is gone. Please keep sweet lil Reesey in your thoughts.

Reesey

Poor little Reesey is having some health problems. Ever since I got her in September, I noticed that she had a bit of an awkward gait. Her hips would sway side to side when she walked, and she would run very oddly- like a bunny hop. Well I have been noticing that is has been getting worse. Ever since last week I noticed that her left leg seems to be bother her, and she is limping a lot and continuing to get worse. She certainly is acting much more lethargic. She has not been as active this week, and is slower to get up. She even seems more “sad.” Friends and staff at the house have all noticed her limping and sad and lethargic behavior on their own, so I know I am not going crazy or over reacting.

When I first noticed her funny gait it got me thinking about hip dysplasia. This is a hip problem that is very common with large breed dogs, like Reesey. I don’t know too many details about it, but it can cause them great pain and a shortened life. I have been self diagnosing on the internet, and the limping and “bunny hop” unfortunately are symptoms of hip dysplasia.


I have been waiting to see if it gets better, but since it has been getting worse, I am taking her to the vet tomorrow. Or should I say- the best Dad in the world is taking her to the vet at 7am since I have young minds to mold. They will x-ray her, observe her, and keep her for the day. We will go pick her at around 4:30pm. Needless to say I have been very upset, worried, and paranoid.


I know she is “just a dog”, but if you know me, then you know a dog is not just a dog. I am an absolute animal (especially dog) lover. She is my baby, the first pet on my own, and I love her to death. She especially has helped me get out of the homesick funk and culture shock, and made Africa feel more like a home. The condition she is in right now reminds me of how our 13 year old collie Cara was towards the end of her life. I just hope that this is nothing serious, can be fixed, and will not cause her too much pain. I am quite a worrier and “obsesser” (made up word), so this is consuming my mind. I guess this is similar to how parents feel when their children are hurt!

So please keep Reesey in your thoughts and prayers. I will update after I get some news.

See how she does a "bunny hop" with her hind legs?

Playing with her deflated soccer ball

My pup is growing up

This is not a picture from Thanksgiving- its from last week's Cherryfest. But the higher powers won't let me put it on the last post!

Happy Thanksgiving!
I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I had a really nice holiday. Of course it wasn't the same without my family (and Woo!), and my Mom's cooking, but we enjoyed ourselves.
It is a bit surreal to be celebrating Thanksgiving in the summer time. (For those who don't know, since Lesotho is in the southern hemisphere the seasons are opposite- July is the dead of winter, and January is hot hot hot!)
For Thanksgiving we had over the new group of Peace Corps volunteers, a few old volunteers, and a couple of people from the Embassy. We prob. had a crowd between 30 and 40 people.

I was really looking forward to cooking since we have a cook here so I barely ever cook. I needed to flex my muscles a bit and make sure I had not lost my culinary touch! So I planned the menu, went grocery shopping in South Africa, and created a game plan with our cook Patrick.
After a busy week full of report cards and parent teacher conferences, I began my cooking mission Wednesday evening, took an 8 hour sleeping break, and starting back up at 7am on Thanksgiving.
Here is what was on our menu

• Turkey
• Stuffing
  
• Mashed potatoes
• homemade green bean casserole
• homemade gravy
  
• cranberry sauce
• cheesy rolls
  
• Corn on the cobb
• Butternut squash pie
• apple crumble pie
  
• Pumpkin cake with cream cheese icing
• Texas sheet cake (Grandma Wilson's recipe!)
• Apple crumble
  

YUM! I made the stuffing, green bean casserole, butternut squash pie, pumpkin cake, and Texas sheet cake.

Preparing the stuffing

Since I couldn't fine cream of mushroom soup and french's onions, I made homemade green bean casserole instead. And it turned out MUCH better! First I sauteed chopped mushrooms and onions in butter. Next I made a cream sauce out of sour cream and heavy cream, and mixed the mushrooms and onions with the sauce. I seasoned it a bit with garlic and salt. I added green beans (frozen ones that had been thawed) and put the mixture into MANY casserole dishes. When I was cooking the green beans Patrick asked me "Colleen, are you cooking for 40 or 400 people?" Lets just say I overdid it a bit and we will be eating Thanksgiving leftovers for quite some time. I was really afraid of having too little food, so I kind of cooked about 5 times the ammount we really needed.
Instead of the unavaible french's onions, I made a topping of crushed crackers that were mixed with butter, garlic, and seasonings.
I really liked this version better, and plan to make it for Christmas.

Nolans do everything in excess!

I cooked nonstop from 7am to 3pm. Patrick made the turkey, mashed potatoes, corn, and apple crumble. He said that he was really impressed by my cooking skills and was suprised with how hard I could work (har har har)!

Everything went smoothly, with only one potential disaster. One of the challenges of living overseas is not being able to find certain food items, and learning the different names for food items. For example confectioners sugar is calling "icing snow" and brown sugar is some word that starts with a "t" that I can't even remember.
So on Wednesday evening I was shopping for all of the food, and there was 10 minutes left until closing time. (The grocery store closes at 7pm, haven't they ever hear of 24 hour Harris Teeters?!) I was having quite a connundrum searching for the heavy cream for the butternut squash pie. Heavy cream was nowhere to be found. I found something called "full cream milk" so I assumed that full cream=heavy cream and put that in my cart. I also saw a container labeled "fresh cream" and there was a picture of whipped cream and strawberries on the cover. I assumed this was whipped cream- and as we all know, pumpkin pie (or in my case, butternut squash pie) needs whipped cream!

Flash forward to Thanksgiving day at about 1pm. I had cooked the squash, mashed it, and mixed all of the ingredients together. Next it was time to mix in the heavy cream. I put the right ammount in, and mixed it all up in hopes to have a smooth concoction. It was completely liquidfied, and was a souplike mixture. I have never made butternut squash pie before, but I could tell that it just didn't look right. I showed Patrick my squash soup and asked him what was up with it. I showed him the "full cream" I used and he started laughing. Apparently full cream= whole milk. Oops. Luckily I am a genuis, so I used a collander to get rid of the damned full cream and was able to salvage the squash and other ingredients. Patrick was going to go out to the store to buy some heavy cream when alas- he looked in the fridge and saw that I did buy heavy cream! Turns out the fresh cream that I believed was whipped cream was actually full cream. Whew. I had *just* enough to make the pie, and it turned out great.
We were this close to eating butternut squash soup.



On to the festivities....
It had been extremely hot all week, and of course on Turkey day the sky threatened rain all day. We had out celebration outside on the patio and the tent, and luckily the weather held up.
We had good food, good company, and a good time. Even Reesey got to hang out, all of the volunteers went gaga over her. They all remarked that it was great to see an actual nice dog in Lesotho. She was pretty well behaved, and is getting a lot better about her fear of strangers.
After we stuffed ourselves silly, we went swimming!
All of the pcv's brought their suits, so when the sun went down we went swimming. We had chicken fights and other types of pool games. The most entertaining one was when people did a running jump into the pool and attempted to catch a beer midair! Hahaha. The new volunteers had an 8pm curfew, but the rest of the vols and myself lingered in the pool until we were waterlogged and the rain finally came down.

All in all it was a special and unique Thanksgiving.
We still have a ton of leftovers, so I am inviting some of the volunteers over for leftovers and swimming- aka Thanksgiving round 2!

Love and miss you all!

Me with all of the desserts!

A weekend full of cherries, festivals, and meeting the King!

Greetings! I had a great and busy weekend. Friday night my Dad and I went to a Diplomatic Dinner hosted by the King. That's right, I got to meet the King! It was black tie and evening gown, so we got to get all dressed up and swanky. This also gave me an excuse to shop with my Dad in Blom S.A last week since all of my dresses were too short!
The dinner was attended by the Prime Minister, all the other Ministers and dignitaries, and Ambassadors in Lesotho and South Africa. It was pretty cool to meet the King. I actually see him working out at the gym quite frequently (with his entourage of guards) but its not like I would just hop in the treadmill next to him and introduce myself!
Since it was a diplomatic crowd, I was certainly the youngest one around. My Dad and I were laughing because people probably thought I was his young trophy wife.

I said "All the women are probably looking at you and thinking 'Bastard!" and all of the men are probably thinking 'lucky Bastard'! Har har har.

We sat at the table with the French Ambassador, Swazi Ambassador, and the Chief Justice. The food was good (salad, chicken, lesotho trout, cheesecake) and red wine of course is always good. We got to listen to a good local jazz group, as well as a Lesotho choir (these people can sing, American Idol has nothing on them!)
During all of the excruciatingly long speeches I killed the time by practicing a breathing technique I learned at my first yoga lesson last week. One cool thing was the the King mentioned the U.S election and how happy everyone was, and how it was a good example of a peaceful transfer of power (see, I wasn't just completely tuned out and into my rhythmic breathing- I did some listening too!)

Me and my Pops

It's like Prom all over again!

Then on Saturday I went to the Ficksburg Cherry festival in S.A. This is basically like a county fair type of thing. For my Wilson clan- it is just like the Clearfield County fair, but in Africa! Except the whole thing is centered around cherries. Ficksburg, which is about 1 1/2 hours away from Maseru, grows a ton a cherries. So this is indeed a reason to celebrate.
I went with my Peace Corps friends Rebecca & Eric. We hitched a ride with some friends, and met up with others once we were there.
The highlights of this trip included: beer garden, free samples of cherry liquor, and FOOD!
We imediatly got tickets for the beer garden (and before you judge me too much, our money went to a charity, so I was drinking for a cause!)
After being in Maseru for a while, Fair food had never looked so good. There were too many options and food to be eaten. Rebecca and I decided on paninis. Only problem was that everything on the menu was in Afrikaans. We stood in line and I attemped my best Afrikaan accent while reading the options. Luckily a nice man from Durban saw us struggling, so he translated for us. However we were pretty smart and figured out on our own that "kaas" means cheese. Crucial word for me to know.
We also had freshly fried potato chips on a stick, sprinkled with kaas. To top it off we found a little shack that was making FRESH doughnuts!! There was this little machine that plopped the dough into a river of boiling oil...the doughnuts would sail down the river and fall on the the plate, ready to be slathered in either chocolate, caramel, white chocolate, cinnamon-sugar, or in my case- all of the above!

Doughnut machine in all of it's glory . Mom, can I have one of these for Christmas?

Now moving on from doughnuts- to free liquor samples!
We went into the "craft" tent expecting to find awesome African crafts. Instead it was basically a giant dollar store full of crap. The tent was hot, crowded and smelly. Luckily it had one redemeening quality- lots of liquor. Now this was special liquor, Mom and Pops type companies made and bottled in SA. Everywhere you turned you could have a free shot. Cherry, marshino, semi sweet, sweet, sour, cherry blossom, brandy, vodka etc etc. There were some awful ones, and lots of yummy ones. I had to support local business, so I bought a few bottles of cherry brandy, lime vodka, and hazelnut liquor. My backpack was pretty heavy after that.

Well blogspot isn't letting me load anymore pictures...hope these ones work! I will edit this post and add more details & pictures if possible!

Thanksgiving!

I won't be able to enjoy my Mother's DELICIOUS Thanksgiving meal this year ::sniff:: ::sniff::, but instead of wallowing, I will be going into a full force cooking frenzy!!!
My Dad and I will be having Thanksgiving this year at the house, and he has invited the new group of 19 Peace Corps volunteers that just arrived in the country, as well as some other people.
Our lovely cook Patrick and I are going to be cooking up a storm! We will be serving 5, that's right 5 turkeys!
I will be spending this week searching for delicious Thanksgiving recipes.
So I am asking my lovely friends and family out there to please share your favorite Thanksgiving recipe with me!
I especially know my Mom's side of family is VERY into food (and eating) so come on guys, share the goodness with me! =)
And...go!

WHY WON'T BLOGSPOT LET ME POST PICTURES?

RAWR! This is me frustrated.

For about two weeks now I have attempted to post pictures here, with no luck. I go through the process of uploading and receive the "DONE" prompt, yet no pictures show up where they normally would. Normally it would take at least ten minutes to upload one picture (TIA- this is Africa, folks).
I don't get why it says "done" when there is no picture! It's like they are all invisible!!

I have tried using internet explorer and mozilla firefox.
Any ideas or suggestions for possible solutions to this problem?

grrrr.....

thanks!

So, apologies for my lack of photographs- and for the bloggers/computer experts tuning in, please help!

I haven't updated in 5 weeks...

I was looking on Meghan and Steve's blog, and there is a link to mine, and underneath my blog it said "Updated 5 weeks ago." DOH!

My apologies.

Can I run through a list of excuses to explain the last 5 weeks?
Sure? Okay, great, drum roll please...

1. Went to Swaziland for an African International Schools Conference. (Pretty sweet!)
2. Did not have internet for over a week at some point in October
3. Two grad school papers due this month
4. Planned the Halloween Day for my entire school
5. Blogspot wouldn't let me load pictures, despite countless tries. And what is a blog without a picture?!
6. I am lazy.
7. I've lost my zest
8. I AM A FIRST YEAR FIRST GRADE TEACHER!!!!

I definitely think # 7 has the most validity! But if my cousin Emily -with four children under age 7 and one is a newborn- can update, and Meghan and Steve with a newborn...I guess I can make a better effort too.

SO this post will be filed under excuses/apologies, and we can all move forward from here, yes?

Photographs of Reesey

I just want to share some new photographs of Reesey I have taken recently...

Can you guys notice that she has grown a lot this week?

She is definitely getting bigger!



Lounging by the pretty flowers

Deep Thoughts, by Jack Handey

Not quite sure about swimming yet

A flower bed is the perfect place to plop down!

Hungry, hungry, hungry!

It's exhausting being a puppy

My little lap dog

She may be a bit plus sized, but her favorite spot is still a lap. She just curls up and is content like this for hours. I can't imagine how this is going to work when she is full grown!

Introducing...Reesey!

If you tuned in to last week's post you would have discovered the new feline family member, Mr. Spooky. Now the household has expanded, and I am the proud owner of a pup!

Meet Reesey.

She is named after my beloved favorite candy, Reesey's Peanut Butter Cups. Not only is she just as sweet as Reesey's PBC's, but she is the same color as creamy peanut butter. Her name came to me about 30 minutes after I got her, upon my Mom's insistence that the puppy must have a name. She kept asking me what my favorite spice was (to invoke a name), but garlic just doesn't have that nice of an appeal to it.
So Reesey popped into my head, and it stuck!

My sister Meghan commented isn't it funny that I (being someone obsessed with food) would name my dog after food. Not surprising, I guess!

Now the story of how Reesey came into my life is a great one...

Remember how we went to Semonkong last weekend? Well my Dad had been talking a lot with the Chief of Semonkong. We had met him at an event at our house a few weeks prior. When we went up to Semonkong last weekend we spent a lot of time with the Chief. The Chief wanted to show my Dad his appreciation for all that he is doing for Semonkong by giving him a sheep.
Being oblivious and naive, I asked Dad what would we do with a sheep?

He said that we would have it slaughtered and have a big party.

I'm sure most of you can imagine the look on my face and response to that idea!

So I told my Dad that if we get a sheep, we are keeping it as a pet in the backyard!

Later during dinner with the Chief, the Chief told us that he would give the sheep to us the next time he was in Maseru. My Dad told him that I was going to make him keep the sheep as a pet because I love animals so much and miss our dog back in the States. We all had a good laugh, and then the Chief said "Do you like dogs? I will have puppies soon, do you want a puppy instead of a sheep? "

(Once again, I'm sure you all know my response to this!)

So upon my ecstatic yes, he told us that he would be having puppies at the end of October. He said that he had one puppy now, but that she was "not very nice." At the time I told him I wanted a male. (I have always wanted a male for some reason.)

When inquiring about what type of dogs he has, he told us they are bulldogs (read: MASSIVE). He uses them as guard dogs, as many people do in this country. After some searching on the internet, I believe they are called boerboels, which is a South African dog.

So I spent the next week obsessing at the prospect of having a dog. I talked my Parents into the idea, and I have to say that I am lucky to have a Dad whose response to the question "do you want a dog" is "whatever makes you happy."

So last Thursday we saw the Chief at the PEPFAR reception at our house. As you can guess, the conversation of dogs came up. He told me I could either take the one puppy he has now, or wait for the new litter.

After the party I spent some more time obsessing about my future puppy. The debate was either to take the female he has now (not knowing how old it is), or wait (impatiently) for a male later on.

Then I had a "eureka" moment. I originally dismissed the prospect of the already born puppy because she was "not nice", and who wants a "not nice" giant massive bulldog? Not me!

But lets back up for a minute- Dogs in Lesotho have functional purposes. They are not pampered pets, which is the American way, but used as guard dogs. This makes sense in a country that has both high poverty (pets are a luxury), and high crime (pets are weapons).

I put two and two together. A "not nice" dog in Lesotho would mean that it is not a good guard dog. What would a nice guard dog be? It would be mean, aggressive, and all things that I do NOT want!
So a "not nice" dog was really what I was looking for! Apparently she was the only puppy that he did not sell from the litter. I could not imagine the future of this little pup if she was not desired, "not nice" and living in Lesotho!

And I admit, sometimes I can be a teeny tiny bit impatient and obsessive. Waiting for the new litter would feel like an eternity. Plus I need to fill a void since my Mom is leaving me for the States for a few months, and I'm missing out on the birth of niece! And as a mentioned before, a house is not a home without a pet, and this is especially true when it comes to dogs. Living doggie free for 1 month was 1 month too many!

So little Reesey has arrived just in time. (Meghan and Steve, I guess we can say that this is your daughter's replacement!)

My Dad called the Chief Friday morning, and by Friday night I had my little peanut butter cup.

Getting Reesey from the Chief

And yes, I am absolutely in love. Puppies are hard work, but I am loving every minute of it. This is my first pet that is all my own and my responsibility, so that makes it pretty cool too. I am going Dog Whisperer style and am taking the training very seriously. This is especially important since she is going to be HUGE and I do NOT want her to act like a typical (aggressive) dog in Lesotho. I'm raising her to be a sweet lady.

Training Reesey

Meeting one of our guards

She is so sweet. She absolutely loves people, and follows me around everywhere. She has a bad habit of biting pant legs and getting a bit too mouthy at times, but I am trying to curb that immediately. So far that is her only bad habit, and it is not a constant. I'm guessing that before I got her she was trained to do that. Well that don't fly with her new Momma!



So all of my parent's children have/will have baby girls. Ryan and Martyna got their new puppy, little Chloe, a few weeks ago, I have Reesey, and Meghan and Steve are expecting their less hairy human baby girl in less than 2 weeks!

So after two years I can either use my savings to fly her back to the U.S, or give her to someone here in Lesotho. You can place your bets now!

All of the Basotho that I have talked to think that I am crazy for choosing a dog over a sheep!

But to conclude the story of Reesey...

She is much better than a sheep!

Kisses for Mom

Running the yard