That is going to be my new blog name.
It started with trying to shear the sheep myself. I built rails and a ramp for the milk stand and stocked up with bribes. I got the first sheep up there with less difficulty than I anticipated, but it quickly went downhill from there. Tethera did not enjoy the experience. It took a long time. My shears wouldn’t even go through some of her wool because it was too coarse. She expressed her dissatisfaction by throwing her rear around between the rails, and pooping at me. And peeing at me. Yes, at me. By the time we were done, everything was coated: me, the milk stand, the floor, her legs, everything. Jeff texted me from Adam’s soccer practice to ask how it was going, and my answer included the title above. Jeff thought it would make a great name for a band. It keeps coming up, like it is my new mantra.
There have been many more examples that, regrettably, do not have pictures to go with them.
I know you are disappointed.