We have a total of 3 female sheep or ewes. One of them is a problem kid, if you know what I mean. She is the poorest of the 3 and is always the one to run the opposite direction when you chase them. She is the first one to try and climb through the fence. In addition she has a bum foot that I have to doctor all the time. She will also be the first one I put on the grill. I bought the sheep to cut the grass, but I could use about 10 more to do the job, in order to keep Samuel and Andrew from cutting the grass, besides I can not eat them, Samuel and Andrew that is, although I am not sure which smell worse the boys or the sheep. One thing is certain: the sheep complain less, cost less, sleep less, eat less, do not use my internet and computer all night, and help around the yard more
|He started on the belly and hind because it was really caked with dirt and manure because their last home was a dirt yard where they got very muddy|
|Here you can see the beautiful clean wool on the top. It was very oily with lanolin.|
It took maybe an hour since it was Jim's first time. Only a few knicks on the lamb's belly.
|Already dirty again! on her front leg, the lanolin makes the dirt stick to the wool|
Look at her round belly- we are not sure if they are pregnant or not but they are a lot fatter than when we got them.
|Here is Thomas hard at work with his homemade weedeater wacking weeds on the small hill in the yard|
|Lambpie on the left and Lambchop on the right|
Sad thing is, I don't even really like to eat lamb
|This bush looks like a scotch broom for you horticulturists. This tree is so yellow it almost glows at night outside our window.|
|The fields and roadsides here are covered in buttercups and dandelions and daisies|