Hannah Horvath wants to die. Or at least that is what she's been communicating to me, her very tired farmer. This little black lamb is constantly getting stuck in fences, trapped in briars, separated from the flock, and tangled in sheep politics. She's a klutz, basically. Unlike all the other lambs who seem to have a handle on their choices, Hannah doesn't. Her hollers have their own little panicked tone, to which this human and her two border collie roommates understand means; "It's me, HANNAAAAAHHH I DID IT AGAAAINNNN!!" And then I go outside, look up the hillside, unplug the electric fence, and see what she's gotten herself into. Yesterday she was fine but dragging around a piece of rose bush off her butt that scared her as it "followed behind" her every step. The day before her head was stuck in the ONE SPOT in the fence her head could fit. A few days earlier I was about to leave to visit friends and before going I stopped to listen... sure enough Hannah was in Merlin's Paddoc - a coal black lamb next to a coal black horse - just yelling because whatever shoot or ladder got her into that mess she wasn't about to find again and crack the case herself. I had to open Merlin's gate, call her to come, and let her back to the flock.
I'm not worried about her. She seems to only make her mistakes once and then figure it out. I am home and here to keep an eye on her and Gibson loves this new intense "Black Sheep Opps" work in his life. I feel that if I can get her through these awkward teen years of reckless youth she'll turn out to be a fine little lamb. Her peers:
Marnie, Caroline, and Jessa are never stuck or flailing. They're just fine. They have this sheep thing down. Hannah still has some explaining to do...
P.S. I am so happy about Marnie and Ray (the characters). So, so, happy.
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