Well, they aren’t really our sheep. A week ago, our landlady, Coni, called to ask if she could pasture her daughter’s sheep in the field behind our house. Needless to say, I said yes, then had to listen to Big Kid and Middle Child ask again and again for the rest of the week, “When are the sheep coming?”
They arrived yesterday. There are five altogether: a big Columbia show sheep named Venus, a Suffolk named Fluffy and her two Suffolk-cross babies, Bo and Daisy, and another Suffolk with the unfortunate name of Lambchop.
(I love tossing out sheep breeds like I know what I’m talking about. Really, I know nothing about sheep except that they are vaguely connected to yarn and are much bigger in person than I’d realized. They aren’t the sharpest tacks in the barnyard box either but that wasn’t really a surprise.)
The kids love them. Big Kid especially has been out in the field with them most of the daylight hours since they arrived.
Middle Child has taken a shine to them as well:
They’re pretty low maintenance, at least for now. They eat grass and stay in the field at night. We keep their water bucket topped off and bring them some store bought sheep food once in a while. I was concerned about coyotes but our landlady didn’t think they’d be a problem (let’s hope). When it gets colder, we may have to shuffle them into the barn in the evening, but for now we can just relax and enjoy our large, low-maintenance pets.
Sarah BarbourKnitting and crochet designer/teacher and stay-at-home mother to three lovely little girls. Recently relocated to Oregon from the Illinois and enjoying my new life as a West Coaster.
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