My kingdom for a snow fence

Mammoth snow drifts have formed in the sheep field, socking in our woolen herd without food or water. Fortunately, nothing stops our fearless shepherd from tending to his flock….

Of course the sheep — in their infinite wisdom –immediately abandoned their shelter and fled all signs of assistance…and mired themselves in a 4-foot drift. Martin, the dog and I spent a good 20 minutes floundering and flailing in the drifts — shouting and barking over the wind — to drive those mentally-impaired sheep back to safety. (Here, Maisie surfs a snow drift that rivals the top of the fence and gate!)