| Calico, when there was still room to grow in her sheep suit |
We went to the Southeastern Animal Fiber Fair at the end of October. When I saw the Shetlands, I fell in love. (And they were a lot more practical--the breed that was on the top of our list at the time, Tunis, were taller than Henry!)
A few days later, we saw Calico (and a few of her friends) posted on Craigslist. I harassed Scott incessantly, and he told me things like "We don't even have a fence up yet" and "We'd need to put up a barn, too." I argued that we could get those things done by January (and we did, although it was a close call--as some of you know).
In November, we went to visit the girls. Calico came up to me and let me scratch her under the chin (something that hasn't happened again).
| Calico & most of the gang, ready to meet Barack. Where's Elsie? |
Calico is (almost) seven years old. (She would like me to add that Sandy is older.) She's a mioget katmoget (a Shetland thing). Mioget describes her color (light brown), and katmoget describes her markings (dark on the bottom and light on the top).
| Going somewhere fast--for Calico |
Calico loves corn. She really, really loves corn, and she'll do almost anything for it. In fact, I often think that she knows where I want her to go but goes the opposite way, hoping that I'll try to bribe her with corn. Unlike the younger gals, she's not fond of peanuts; she will sniff them and turn her head away, disgusted.
| Sniffing for corn |
Tomorrow is shearing day, and I'm really excited to see what all the girls look like under all that wool!
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