Everyone is lying around, chewing their cud and I am thinking to myself “their fleeces look a bit good”.
‘Bert – originally a “moorit”, but a bit of a faded one now.
‘Ster– “katmoget” – his fleece is incredible, the very best of our flock (Note-to-self – I need to save up and buy some carding combs and stop giving his fleece away).
(Screen Saver anyone? – let me know – happy to send a larger file).
Edna – it will be very interesting to see what Edna’s fleece is like this year. Last year, she had none. It all fell off due to sickness and misery. She is a pure Shetland ewe and her wool should be very nice.
And then there is Madge – Her fleece is exceptional. Seriously wow!
As a cross breed – Cheviot x Shetland, I think, her fleece is amazing. Folds of wonderful wool.
But, best of all, she is a happy sheep and that is very important to me. Her calm eyes say it all. She will come up for a chat, she lets me tickle her nose and she doesn’t run away in a blind panic.
And then there is Lambie. Well – we don’t discuss this. It would hurt his feelings. He is a delicate flower but his fleece is, sadly, “carpet quality”. Nuff said.
Only a Muzzah could love him.
For me, the sheep’s fleece is a by-product. Being happy, confident and content with the world is all that matters. It has taken a while (a year, to be precise for Edna and Madge ) but I think we have done it.
Sheep are very under-estimated. This saddens me.