I've gotten tired of typing "almost three years-old" so I thought I'd write about Sandy this week. Sandy is almost nine years-old. She'll be having her 100th lamb this year --just kidding! She's had at least 9 lambs-- including last year's lamb, Almond. She is the grandmother or great-grandmother of most of our original seven sheep and their lambs. In other words, Sandy has experience.
Sandy is the leader of the flock, keeping her undersheeps in line with a lift of her foreleg. When the other ewes are butting heads and otherwise acting scrappy, Sandy does not participate. Everyone already knows she's the boss. Even Barack O'Llama. Sometimes. She's also calm for a sheep, which is a really good quality when the other sheep are taking cues from her.
The sheep in charge: Sandy |
Last year, we were fooled by Sandy's ample belly. We were convinced that she would be having multiples, but she gave birth to a single white ram, Almond. He struggled a bit in the beginning because Sandy had so much milk.
Last year's lamb: Almond |
Almond is now one of two wethers (castrated males) who keep our ram company. His fleece is keeping him in the pasture and off the table for now. He looks a lot like his mama!
Almond, almost grown-up |
Sandy is looking quite round again this year, but now I know that she looks round throughout most of the year. I will not get too excited.
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