Never a dull moment...

I awoke early this Halloween morning to our livestock guardian dog barking her fool head off. Not a serious, there's-a-cougar-in-the-field! bark, just a there's-something-out-here-that-shouldn't-be-and-it-won't-go-away bark. Finally, I got up, grabbed a flashlight, and went out to investigate. I didn't need the flashlight. Shirley Puppy (who is four and not a puppy) was barking from the lambing shed. I switched on the light and saw a very small opossum backed into a corner, behind a stock panel, mouth wide open and growling, with Shirley looming over the little thing, but unable to get through the stock panel. When I went out a bit later with the camera, the opossum had managed to work its way along the wall and out of the stock panel area under the sheep feeder. Shirley was still unwilling to put her nose at risk to those teeth under the feeder. Finally, Johnny locked Shirley out of the area and managed to shoo the little thing along the wall until it was able to escape. Through all this, the sheep and llamas were standing out in the rain, unwilling to come into shelter when something apparently dangerous was in their living space. Ah, the tranquillity of farm life...