The sheep have been very hot so today our shearer, Morgan, came over and sorted everything out.

First up was Madge. She was surprisingly a very good girl.  Teeth checked, feet done, Heptavac given.

Next up was Edna – teeth checked (only two left now), feet done, Heptavac given.

Then Lambie – teeth checked (beautiful gnashers), feet done, Heptavac given.

Then ‘Ster – he was awful and wriggled endlessly – teeth checked (beautiful gnashers too), feet done, Heptavac given.

And lastly ‘Bert – teeth checked (beautiful gnashers also), feet done, Heptavac given.

This was ‘Ster’s fleece.  I rolled them all up separately and will go through them another day.  They were very, very big!

After the shearing, we went and caught Maggie and Harrell and gave them their Heptavac.  Maggie won’t be sheared until August otherwise Harry might not recognise her or the distress can make them lose their milk. That’s what they do with nursing ewes up here.

A bit later, I went down to see how everyone was.  I barely recognised them.

Madge!

So different (and *** cough *** so fat!)

Dearest Edna.  She has put the weight on at last. With two teeth, she is managing well.

‘Bert, so handsome.

‘Ster – ditto on the handsome!

They are all very itchy and getting used to having no hot heavy fleeces.

And then there is Lambie who always looks strange and spotty afterwards.

There was a bit of arguing but not like last year when they had full scale war.

This is the one day of the year when Lambie loves his Muzzah. He wants me to scratch him and he stood beside me after being sheared.

Everyone is on a diet. There will be no more breakfasts (apart from Edna and Maggie) and I am glad that ordeal is over for another year.