Thursday, December 5, 2013

Maisie's Guardian Angel

I am done with morning chores and had come back to the house for a second cup of coffee.  Now it's time to head back to the Wool House and it's gotten so dark out the window that I'm guessing a huge black cloud is sitting over me.  And now it's dumping rain.  So while I wait it out I'll tell you a funny sad interesting amazing story.  Wait, let me go shut the doors.  It's raining in.  It's December 5th and it's so warm I have the doors open. Never a good sign.

After dinner a couple nights ago I walked back up to the Wool House, planning to get a little more weaving done.   I decided to fix myself a cup of hot chocolate, which is a pretty odd thing for me to do when it's this warm.  I turned on the faucet and the water pressure was really low.  Even though it's 50 degrees, in the winter my first thought goes to frozen water pipes.  Well, that can't be...  

NOOOOOO!!!!  I'd left the water running in the barn, filling up the sheep tank out back.  I raced over there - I guess thinking if I ran, the couple seconds I saved would help counteract the hour or so it had been running (?!?).  I hate to waste water.  Argh.

After I shut off the hydrant I made a quick barn check.  Everyone was resting but awake, except Woolliam.  Woolliam is the highlight of nighttime barn checks.  He goes to bed early, sleeps in pretty much the same place every night and when he goes to sleep, he's asleep.  He's just so darn cute I almost can't stand it :-).


You can turn on lights, open doors, talk to Hank...pretty much anything shy of rustling a cookie box.  He sleeps like a worn out little kid.  And he frequently uses this old feed trough as a pillow :-).

As I was watching him, taking his picture with my iPhone, I heard Miss Maisie's quiet little voice "Mom?"

The sound was coming from the outer shed.

"Momma?"

"Oh Maisie, I'm so proud of you!  Sleeping in the big stall with all the other sheep like a big girl!"  She usually sleeps in the small stall during the day or out in the barn lot at night, following her beloved Hank throughout the day and night.

"Momma?"

I couldn't figure out why she hadn't come running out to see me.  Oh no.  Have the big kids got her boxed in over there?  I opened the door and peaked in.  She wasn't there.

"Momma."

It sounded like she was outside.  She was!  

Maisie's good at fighting her way to the food bowls when it's just her and the three (little) boys, but she's still nervous about jumping into a hay battle with the big kids.  I'm guessing she'd gotten scared off and jumped out there and I'd not noticed (!) when I shut the gate for the night.

"Maisie!  I'm so sorry!!!"  I opened the gate and she raced in... once again looking up at me saying "I just don't know how this stuff keeps happening to me!" 

Poor Maisie.  So I was mad about the water until I realized that if I hadn't have gone back to work, wanted hot cocoa, found the water pressure low, I wouldn't have found the hydrant left on (all night)...and wouldn't have found Maisie, outside by herself (all night).  Once again her guardian angel took good care of her.  I'm glad she's got a good one!

Okay, it's done raining (for now) and I need to get to work.  


24 comments:

flowerweaver said...

Funny how things work out that way. It almost makes me glad I am absent mined at times. So glad Maisie was safe and sound!

Susan said...

The Universe works in mysterious ways. Glad everything turned out okay and that our favorite girl is safe and sound.

Alice said...

Oh yes! You both have angels working full time! So glad you listened!!!

I need orange said...

Yet another good reason to enjoy a hot beverage. :-)

So glad you realized there was an issue so quickly.

I have taken to keeping a rubber band in my jeans pocket. When there's something to remember (like -- "turn the water off"), I put that rubber band on my wrist.

This works pretty well, if I can remember why I have a rubber band on my wrist................ :-) It helps if I say out loud "I need to turn the water off."

Tyche's Minder said...

Aw geez. Not Maisie. I had to swallow hard when I read that. That's the stuff of my nightmares. So glad you found her. I actually count heads each and every night, no matter what, even for the darn rooster I hate, which just shows how anxious I am about it. ;)

The Dancing Donkey said...

We all could use a guardian angle like that:)

Stacey at Fearn Abbey Needleworks said...

Awwww. And just, awwwwww, again! That sweet little Maisie.

thecrazysheeplady said...

It was actually as odd for me to not count noses that evening as it was for me to leave the water running :-o.

majorasue said...

Glad things worked out. Poor Maisie!

One of my ewes (Marge) sleeps as soundly as Wooliam. All the other beasties can be hollering at me, and she is GONE! It's funny how secure she is that nothing bad is going to get her when she naps.

Jan baby said...

temporary global amnesia (which, by the way, is real) (not that that's what ii was) Glad al is safe and sound at the Equinox once again.

Dreaming said...

What a wonderful story... and I do believe that sometimes He orchestrates things like this!

Far Side of Fifty said...

Poooor Maisie..all alone..good thing her Guardian Angel was at work and not getting some hot chocolate:)

Andee said...

I love happy endings!

Suz said...

Woolliam is so darn cute all snuggled down for the night
but poor Maisie.....
could something or someone have harmed her out there all by her lonesome?!
Glad you heard her calls
sounds like quite a day for you
...

Miha Giustina said...

Oh, what a sweet story! And what a lucky little girl:-)!

Tyche's Minder said...

Haha. Well put.

Lori Skoog said...

All things happen for a reason....right?

Lisa said...

What a cute blog you have! I love your cats. I have to say though, that 20 looks like maybe he needs a break from weaving. :D

Sheepmom said...

Oh my gosh! Was that the night the coyotes were whooping it up? See, you leaving the water running was meant to be. When those chains of odd circumstances happen that lead you by an improbable path to a lucky or fortunate thing it's called a godwink. Just a little reminder from Him that He is involved every day in every way.

:-D

Lady Locust said...

First, I'm jealous of your warmth. It's sub-zero temps here at night right now- Blah. Then, I'm so glad the big Someone is watching out for you and for poor Miss Maisie. Hope your cocoa was good:)
Smiles,
JoeyLea

thecrazysheeplady said...

Maisie was in a very secure paddock and Hank has cut throughs in all the paddock fences around the barn so he can come and go as he feels necessary and he would have been right by her side if something *were* to have gone wrong. STILL, even though she could see all the other sheep through the gate, I'm sure she didn't want to sleep in a strange bed. I'm glad her guardian angel kicked me in the butt!

Buttons said...

Oh lucky Maisie everything for a reason my grandma used to say. Happy you left the water on. B

LannieK said...

Happy ends.... :-)
Glad all are safe & sound
Cookie time!!!

Susan Mckee-Nugent said...

Guardian Angels, whether you believe in them or not...they are there! Phew, what a story, heart thumping!

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