Having tried to spot the white sheep in the white fields that are spread over several acres, OH and I took a bucket of feed and a dog lead each, and drove off in search of the rampant ram. It didn't take long to find him, in a group of about 20 sheep, male and female. Poor Billy, missing his daily feed, left the group to return to us quite happily.
He had his feet trimmed and his horn sawn off as it is starting to poke himself in the eye and then he was free to patrol his own wee flock again, this time with a full stomach.
Tonight, Moss went to her dog agility class. Not having enough sheep work to keep her canny brain active, we started the class in September. In usual Moss style, she thinks she knows what she is doing and does it at full speed. But more on that later...
We are loving the proper winter with snow and sunshine. Here at Sandalfarm we are hoping it lasts a bit longer!
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