For Hanukkah, I adopted a sheep and gave it to Karen. Before the adoption took place, I had the usual jitters (thanks to Madonna's adoption goings on). What if there really was no drought in Australia and my newly adopted sheep wasn't even real? Or not even really thirsty? What if Betsy's parents came forward and said Betsy wasn't available? I spent countless hours on the internet researching the drought in Australia and sure enough there is one! I also spent countless minutes researching the man who runs the farm (with his lovely wife and very cute son) where the thirsty and hungry sheep live. Hmmm. Ok. He's apparently a marketing guru who has figured out the key to a happy marriage: men like sex. Perhaps there's more to his discovery, but the thought of that link on the site about the sheep needing to be adopted kinda made me a little bit ill and I had to stop reading his blog. Anyway, he obviously loves his family (and seems like a very nice guy) and the farm and I am happy to give my sister a sheep she doesn't have to feed or really take care of. Isn't Betsy cute? I named her after our favorite sheep covered place on earth, Betws-Y-Coed, Wales.
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