funny story from the trip….
I called the portion of the family which was on the sheep mission, thinking they were still in the hotel at 7:30,”Good morning family! I love you… but you all need to get up and go get this sheep! I want you home before dark.” My husband surprised me with a very wide awake voice in reply, “Oh honey we are already up and on the road. The sheep is loaded and we are headed home.” I was so excited.. that would put them home 3-4pm and in time for dinner! We chatted for a bit and my husBen told me how the farmer had these beautiful livestock guardian dogs…. something we had talked about getting many times. I could hear my daughters ( who had gone with their father on this sheep mission) in the background , ohhing and ahhing about the puppies. I made a joke how they should have thrown one in the back of the truck. Excited to know our family would all be under one roof for dinner… we set about getting the stall set up.
3-4 hours later….
“Hey hon… could you call me back when you have a chance… everything is all right… umm… just call me back.”
“Hon…everything is all right.. but we are headed back to the farm. Umm the farmer called and his worker put the wrong sheep in the truck. We have a ram back there” Now the whole point of this sheep from far away is that it is a specialty sheep… a dairy sheep. A sheep breed specifically for generations to get the milkiest genes… a ram just will not do.
“Are you sure?… I mean maybe they just … I mean… are you sure it’s a ram?” This husBen of mine wasn’t even allowed to have a goldfish growing up… and I was kicking myself for not going along.
“Oh we are sure…. the girls said it has plenty back there… but it isn’t an udder that’s for sure! No worries.. looks like the girls and I will have 6 more hours of daddy daughter time… it’s all good… and the farmer feels terrible…he is willing to compensate you, for our troubles, with one of those puppies if you want… he feels terrible.”
They didn’t get home till the middle of the night…. and out there in the back of the truck was a sheep and a dog together… just traveling along. The dog seemed happy to be here… sheep just seemed happy to have the dog out of the truck. But every morning I go out to tend my dream and her guardian… and I find them in the same pen… friends for life.
and that is how my dream came with a guardian.
clearly I will need to dream bigger… because this guardian is going to be mammoth.