A few weeks back I woke to see a beautiful fox wandering across the grass at the front of our house.

This morning, just after seven AM I opened the blinds,  peered through the fog and there were two sheep grazing happily on our front grass adjacent to the remains of the morning’s frost.

By the time I grabbed the nearest camera and popped outside, the sheep had moved over to near the letter box, still munching away and doing a neater job than my mower.

I managed to grab a few images before the sheep moved on into next door.

I’ve no idea where they went next. By the time I’d changed out of my Jarmies into some warm clothes, put on some shoes and popped back out with the intention of rounding them up and holding them in the backyard they were nowhere to be seen.

Some time later I saw the Council Pound keeper and his van moving out of our street and in a short phone call later to the pound I learned the escapees were in custody, awaiting to be released to their owner.

So far this year we’ve seen an echidna, a couple of tortoises, lots of wild ducks, parrots of many types, a few individual kangaroos and of course the fox cross our front grass.

Not far away there is a small colony of emus so I guess it’s inevitable that the word will spread and they too will come to visit.

I certainly hope so.

Anyway, here are the sheep I’ve referred to.

 

 

Hoo roo for now.