After Maisie got her trim, Bill offered to
fix my shearing job clean up around Hershey's "unmentionables". I thought the easiest thing would be to just let all the boys into the barn, assuming the other three would explore, raid the hay stall, knock stuff over...for the minute Hershey would be in the barber chair. Not ones to miss any tricks, as soon as Bill grabbed Hershey, they all headed back to the front of the barn where they just happened to remember seeing a box of cookies sitting out.
Stella headed down to intervene.
And pick everything up.
And, excuse me?!? Give them cookies???
All I can say is the next time a certain someone tries to say I'm "spoiling these sheep", she'd better remember when one finger is pointed at someone else, there are THREE POINTED BACK AT YOU! ;-)