On Saturday, Cypress moved back into the ram section of the barn. As expected, a lot of fighting ensued. It seemed more of the playful sort of fighting.
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| "Why not me?" Clove |
Meanwhile, Oregano moved in with his ewes. He chased all the ewes indiscriminately for a while.
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| Not the way to impress the ladies. |
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| Pawlonia tries to avoid Oregano by staying near me. |
All the other ewes were nosy....And maybe feeling relieved?
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| Spectators: Mimosa, Elvira, and Cashew |
A little later in the day, Oregano was looking very blue. His crayon is a little soft, and in the early part of the day, the warm temperatures must have exacerbated the problems. I guess I'll be dyeing the rest of his fleece blue.
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| Oregano: Spicy Smurf? |
First thing on Sunday morning, my older son walked downstairs and calmly told me that Cypress was outside the barn and all the barn doors were closed. Sure enough, I looked out the kitchen window and saw him walking back and forth, baaing. We knew we locked him up with everyone else the previous night, so we're not sure what happened. My guess is that the rams were fighting, knocked the latch on the door loose, and Cypress ended up going through a slight opening in the door.
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| "I had nothing to do with it." Yeti |
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