August 24, 2007 – Heat wave, sticky, showers. Still, we had to move the sheep. I took Rose out and caught this picture, which is, to me, the soul of Rose. It was brutally hot, humid, flies everywhere. Means nothing to Rose if there are sheep. She has the joy of work, her soul. So this is the first of a series of pix on the souls of my animals, or pictures that hopefully capture their souls a bit, if they have souls. This picture is everything I love about Rose. Below, everything I love about Lulu who brays and shrieks until she gets her cookie. Going to dinner in Vt. tonight with Becky.

    Lulu