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It's what we do on Saturdays!

I promised occasional sheep photos, right? Well, it's not really sheep season, being the depths of winter and all, but it's one of those truisms of handpiece work that the minute you think you can put away your gear for the season, someone rings you up. Today's people are new clients who bought a property and the sheep came with it. They wanted me to do "Whatever needs doing, we don't really know", and be a brain to pick about how to look after sheep in general.

This is my favourite kind of job. I really like sheep and I like getting the opportunity to help teach other people how to appreciate them too. I mean, who could resist this face?



This is Lucy. She might look like she's thinking deep philosophical thoughts but actually she's estimating her chances of stealing the pellets from the sheep standing next to her, and doing a rational cost/benefit analysis as to whether it's worth the effort. Sheep are smarter than people think.


Anyway, today's job was belly crutching and foot trimming. In this next pic, Trouble is helpfully showing you what that entails by looking at the lack of wool around the other sheep's bum. Basically it's taking the wool off the belly and from around their nethers to help keep them clean till full shearing time.



Trouble is so named because even though all the other sheep happily walked into the newly-built yard on the promise of some pellets, she was wise to that bribery and knew I was up to no good, and we ended up having to rugby tackle her in the middle of the paddock and manhandle her into the pen to be dealt with. This was not before she'd dragged me face first through a puddle.

It's not good to be seen cussing out a sheep the first time you visit someone's place, and especially people who are new to sheep and who you want to learn to like them. But yeah, Trouble will now be Trouble forever. Meanwhile, I suggested that they make a habit of feeding the sheep in the pen on a regular basis, so when shearing time comes all they have to do is shut the gate and do it before I arrive, and job's a goldie.

We shall see if we can outsmart Trouble. The number of times I've seen sheep get the better of people, yet people still think they are stupid. *shakes head*

And here is a bucolic scene of a bunch of sheep all looking in the same direction.




I reckon on rivet's scale of bucolitude, this rates about 8.5 bucols. If it were spring and there were lambs and daffodils it'd get a 10. Fat happy sheep in the sunshine make me smile.

Also, I found out about a new breed of sheep last night - the Stansborough Grey. This is exciting for me as a sheep geek, and also they have the claim to fame of being the sheep that provided the wool for the hobbit cloaks that looked like rocks in the LOTR movies. And for those who were there, yes they are a strain of Gotlands, which explains the silky grey wool.

It's ok, I know nobody else cares, but *SQUEE NEW SHEEP*!!
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