Now about that poison ivy... A couple evenings ago I was hearing lambs outside calling to their moms and one just didn't sound right. The baaaing seemed to be coming from the wrong area. Hon was home so we both went out to take a looksey and there was the smallest black ram lamb on the wrong side of the fence. We had no idea how the little booger got over there at that point, but knew he had to get back. Problem was, being on the other side meant he was on the neighbor's side which is thick with bugs, briars and scads of poison ivy until you get to the cornfield.
We weren't happy seeing him over there because of all the bugs, briars and poison ivy, but being the responsible farmers we are, we did what we had to. We went over the fence for him. I thought I was going to be okay because I had jeans on. I had also slipped on my rubber boots so I was pretty well covered with respect for my lower half. Thought nothing of the top half which was enjoying a cool tank top. Hon, on the other hand, had shorts and a t-shirt on and was afraid he'd get a boat load of poison ivy.
After chasing the little stinker around and Hon finally getting ahold of him, I went over the fence and then Hon handed him over. I gave him a cuddle, a pet, told him he was naughty, and put him down to find his mama. We found the only spot where he could have literally squeezed his body through and did a fence repair. All was right with the farm again.
Yesterday morning I started doing some scratching on my neck. I had thought I got bit by something and the bite was making me itch. Then more bumps came out on my neck. After that my inner arms were getting bumpy and itchy. Yup, poison ivy. At that point, by the way, Hon had not exhibited any signs of itchiness, which totally figures! It's been another day now and with this blasted inferno-type heat I'm not only sweaty from our home not having air conditioning, but I'm also red, bumpy and itchy on my neck, chest and arms. Oh, and my legs are also red and scratched up from the hay bale moving last night. Hon still exhibits no signs of poison ivy. My thoughts are the little lamb must have gotten that poison ivy oil on it as it ran around the nastiness on the other side of the fence. Then when Hon handed him over and I did my cuddle cuddle with him those oils got transfered onto me where had been leaning on me through the horror of my attention. Only way I can think of this happening.
So there's my story. I'm by no means looking my best at the moment, and this sweaty heat is making it even worse. Thank goodness poison ivy doesn't last too terribly long. In the meantime, I'm going to go back out to the hammock and lay there with my inner arms up and out airplane style to catch the hot wind as it blows over me and the sweat bees have at it while I