Crazy Boys in the Snow

This week's snow made me think that our back pasture has become a ward for insane male animals.  In the front field, the ewes and the hens stayed in the barn.  Pistachio thought about coming out into the weather but decided against it.

Colonel Brandon and Barack O'Llama did venture out.  (Barack was in one of his overly friendly moods which means that all of the pictures of him are of the inside of his nostrils.)

In the back field, Sally came out for a chaperoned visit with one of her relations...

... then she headed back into the shelter.

The boy sheep were acting a bit wacky.  Our sheep are always a bit frisky when it's cold, but Gunpowder took it to a whole new level.  Pecan and Almond played with him, but Snowball and Sally were not particularly interested.

They ate snow out of their grain feeder (and off the Mule and pretty much everywhere else). 

Pecan had a bit of a snow goatee. 

Even though Gunpowder is going to be a papa in a couple a months, he still is a lamb.