Sitting with the sheep

It is so glorious outside today that I have been out sitting in the soupy sheep pasture. The girls are all happy to see me, and they got cookies and lots and lots of attention. I was even able to trim them up around their necks where their wool had felted and pick VM from everywhere and scratch them where ever I wanted. Of course, I look like I lost at mud wrestling because they keep putting their feet up to get my attention. Like I could forget that they are there.




Here we have Nutmeg, the famous flying sheep. She is obnoxious with her attention and has been know to shove her nose in my shirt pocket for cookies. Very pushy! But....today for something new for this newbie Shetland person, I have a sheep that is in the roo. I don't know if you can see it, but she looks like she is wearing a clown collar now. She stared rooing up around the neck. It is really cool to someone who has never seen in before. Now I have learned something today, and I think I will take the rest of the day off.




This is Sugar. Not a very original name, but she looked like someone had sprinkled sugar on her head. Now it looks more like a blaze. She has probably never been in a blog post before. At two years old, I put her out for breeding. We will see. But the funny thing about her is that I wasn't able to even touch her for the first year of her life. She would just run from me when I came into the pen. Then suddenly at one year old, she decided I wasn't as bad as she had thought. Now........she is on me like three coats of paint. She is my newest bosom buddy. Can't you just tell what a love she is by the picture. It is like she was posing. She will be a great mom if she is prego. The two ewe lambs crowd around and act obnoxious. Sugar just creeps up to my side and stands next to me. What a love. And this year, I noticed that she has super long wool. It sure is interesting the differences in the fleeces on the animals.


And here is Pia, of the broken leg in October. It was the rear leg on the left side, and I am pleased as punch to say that she is doing just fine. Of course, she developed into a terrible pest with all that attention, but she may have arrived with some of it because Nancy admits that she was a favorite at Bluff Country.