Go ahead, say it. It’s fun.
Zwartble! Dad-gum zwartble!
Have you ever seen a Zwartble? Up close an in person? I haven’t, although I’ve seen pictures.
Zwartbles are very rare. I was amazed, because I think I may have one. And I’ve been unknowlingly trying to spread it. I’m sorry. I don’t think it can be spread through the computer. It’s not a computer virus, after all. Although…come to think of it, I did get it from Deb originally, so maybe it can be transmitted through the internet?
Zwartble isn’t really a virus, though. More of an addiction. An addiction without a 12 step program. Once you’ve got it, you’re doomed.
I’ve unwittingly passed my Zwartble Addiction off onto Darling. She suffers as well. I’ve only discovered the true nature of our problem this morning, so a call to the dr is in order. I wonder what they’ll say when I tell them we’ve got a case of Zwartble here? “Hello, Dr. P? Yes, this is the Desperate Horsewife. I’ve got a terrible case of Zwartble here. It’s affecting my daily life; Darling’s, too. We can’t seem to get much done with this case of Zwartble.”
I only learned about Zwartbles this morning, and it seems to have something to do with shepherding. So if you’ve not got a sheep, you certainly haven’t got Zwartbles.
Zwartbles are easy to identify. They’re large and black, with a white stripe down the center of their faces…
A flock of Zwartbles
Zwartbles, it would seem, are a rare breed of sheep that originated in the Friesland region of Holland. They’re prolific and very milky. And they look incredibly like…
So you see, I think I’ve got a rare Zwartble here. I wonder what my vet would say if I called and told him I had a Zwartble?