Sigh. Midge has been doing amazing with remembering past sheep dog training.
Thought this would be okay.
Not okay.
At all.
I walked into the sheep pen with young (training wise) Midge. Had her lie down.
Went to open gate while (I thought) keeping an eye on Midge. Suddenly 5
thundering sheep hit me at the knees and I actually went completely
airborne for a moment. Landed hip, wrist, back, head. Got to an elbow
and found them heading for me again!
Midgie was just doing her job, bringing the sheep to mom.
I shrieked, "LIE DOWN LIE DOWN LIE DOWN!!!!!!!!!"
Midgie did.
Brad came and removed her but not before she moved again and sent the
freaking sheep in my direction for a third time. I still wasn't up yet
so I just screamed and kicked at the poor sheep until they went the other way. Not my finest moment.
I finally got up and out of the pen.
Arnica orally and topically. Advil. Ice on several parts. Ouch.
