I have been asking myself, these past few days, what makes Missy so nice and sweet and loving.
Is it nature (ie her mother, Edna, is sweetheart and obviously a caddy) or nurture (I have spent most days going to talk and spend time with wee Missy).
A joy, never a chore and wee Missy is not so wee anymore. Almost a sheep size now.
I don’t know the answer. It goes round and round my head. Madge, who may or may not be (I think she is) Edna’s daughter as they arrived as a pair, is still unapproachable and pretty crazy. She will only be caught by rugby tackle and no amount of being nice and biscuits will tame her.
And then Puzzah (Lambie’s dad), who came to us as a working entire ram, had always been a generous, kind soul – this photo was taken when he first arrived looking perhaps not his best. He was never deliberately tamed down. Just was like that because he was. It was his nature to be calm. And then Lambie, who was mine from Day 1, is a complete hysterical tit given any chance at all!
So, I don’t know. Are some sheep born nice and accepting of folk or does regular handling them make them so?
Answers on a postcard, please x