Ever been taken in by that false sense of security, you know, the kind where adoring bliss comes before the tumultuous storm?

‘You won’t ever regret being more, but you will regret not trying to be.’ Aiki Flinthart.

There’s nothing quite like that true gut instinct that tells you to be on the lookout. Like when a young working dog grows in its presence, displaying all the instinct of a well educated kelpie but with the exuberance of a teenager, unable to hold it all together.

Is it the one that helped you learn to stir that triple choc muffin mix with your Nanna when you were five, just so you could dance on the spot with glee as you licked the delicious spoon at the end with enough mixture coating it to make another muffin?

Ever had that ideal pair of shoes, you know, the ones that become perfect only when they are on deaths door?

These furry little critters are darned cute … from a distance I hear some of you say!

They’re cute, funny, racy and drive their mother’s up the wall. We’re lambing at the moment and I have to laugh…

It started with the school bell to get to class. Then it was the alarm bell as a teenager to remember to wake up…