Landry meets Landry

This afternoon Cannon and Landry were over at our house playing.  Jody came in from work and told Cannon, Sam and Jack he would take them to see Landry lamb.  Well, Landry Lee was not about to be left out and she ran full speed from the kitchen to the door to join the boys.  We put on every one's shoes and Cannon slipped on his baseball hat.  Sam saw Cannon's hat and insisted he wear a hat too.  So down the hall I went to get him a hat.  And then Jack fussed and insisted on a wearing a hat too.  So down the hall I went again and found him a hat.  And not to be left out, Landry began fussing too and patting herself on top of the head. So down the hall I went again to find her a hat.  And we were off...three boys, one girl, four hats.

Landry lamb has grown to love Sam and Jack and runs right up to them now when they enter her stall.  Sam and Cannon fed her carrots as Jack patted her back.  I was holding Landry as the boys petted her and fed her.  She was clinging tight to my side and I knew she was a little unsure of this little lamb.  I sat her down on the bucket beside Jody hoping it would help ease her worries.   

I thought if she sat there and watched the boys play with her, she may want to hop down and rub her too.  She was doing fine, still a little nervous, but she sat there like a champ.  That is until she felt a slight nibble on her shirt...

She turned to see that little lamb had snuck up behind her and without a moment of hesitation, she threw the stiff arm to her face and sent her a quick message, in the most lady-like way she knew how, to "get the heck outta her space."  

And then she wigged out.  Unlike any wigging out I've ever seen.  My ears are still ringing from the screams and I am pretty certain I have some permanent hearing loss in my left ear.  I couldn't get the stall door open fast enough to get her (and me) out. It took several minutes for her to calm down and release the scissor hold she had put on me when she wrapped her legs around my side.  

So the first meeting between Landry and her namesake didn't quite go as expected.  Maybe she doesn't understand that in the south it is an honor to have something named after you...even if it is livestock.