The largest group is made up of the biggest, most robust adults and we shoo them outside entirely while servicing their area.
"C'mon, stop lollygagging! We've been out here five minutes already!"
Fawn: "I don't think she's really trying - she's just standing there."
Salsa: "Yeah. I sense no urgency at all!"
Snowflake: "I will stare at you with my yellow sheep eyes. It's bound to make you move faster!"
And when the bail on the bucket falls and makes a clink sound .......you can practically hear the collective gasp of anticipation.
Clem was keeping one of the inside groups company.
"I'll just sniff this cat for a minute. Ahhh, I can feel the tension falling away............"
"We've tried an intervention - it didn't work. She's a cataholic. So sad to see right in broad daylight. Before breakfast, even."
And then the morning feed gets distributed.
"She'll be back. She always comes back. They can't resist me."
And that's about as exciting as it gets here in winter.