Sara reminds me of Lebanon and Sirion in Psalm 29--skipping like a calf and like a young wild ox! Actually, she's letting us know how frustrated she is with us because we brought the trailer down in her field with hay on it, but the hay wasn't for her. It was to mulch a weeping willow tree we were going to plant.
We had joked that we should point Hero to the spot where we wanted to dig the holeand say, "Mouse, Hero!" so he'd dig. But Hero is feeling very sore and not very lively, probably a delayed result from getting run over by Angel. He had just enough energy to dodge Sara when she went after him, but not enough to enjoy chasing her or to dig. So Herb had to dig the hole.
Can you guess what Sara is thinking? (Of course, I'm thinking, "What a target!" while keeping an eye on her in case I need to stop her from charging Herb. Believe it or not, I do have limits as to how far I'll go for a great shot!) Apparently, what Sara was really thinking was, "Hero, Schmero! Why didn't you ask me? I really dig this tree planting!"
After shoveling half the dirt back into the hole and tamping down the rest of it, she ran off. Of course she was really trying to remove her "necktie," but it looked for all the world like she was trying to dig a hole. If she would only believe that we are her friends and want to remove it for her!
Well, she didn't get the halter rubbed off, but I did feed her some of the mulching hay and she did get a "mud mask" out of it, so I think she went away happy! And we have a beautiful weeping willow tree, a gift from our church, St. Elmo Presbyterian, to comfort us in the death of my mother. My friends Maria and Laura thought we would rather have a willow tree than cut flowers--and they were so right! Every time we look at the tree it will remind us of our loving brothers and sisters at church, as well as of my mother who is now whole and well and at peace in the presence of Jesus.
We do, indeed, get by with a little help from our friends!