First, Blue is constantly herding them…
Then it hits 0º, the wind is howling and their water freezes…
Now, we have allowed our tenant’s goat, who seemed quite lonely, to come into the pen with the sheep. As you can see, the dynamic is less than perfect.
The self-appointed ‘king of the mountain’ is now to first to dine on fresh hay, and will push away the sheep with his horns if they deign to step near his majesty’s perch. Drama!
The sheep want spring to come as badly as we do…