Traveling ewes

Two girls in the Forester

I wish we could *really* drive our ewe flock down the road the half mile to the pasture we use at a neighbor’s place, but I think it might be a little too crazy for me to deal with!  The few cars that use our road as a cut-through frequently get going quite fast, so it would be too scary to consider, even if the girls were totally well-behaved.  So the other alternative is to literally “drive” them down the street.  I was talking about putting the girls in the back of the Forester one day at work, and our friend Dan of Henbogle suggested that we should re-name the Forester the “EweBaru!”  If the name fits…