When they start to get hungry, they start baaing like crazy. We decided to shift them to greener pastures, they knew we were keeping a lush paddock from them.
Here they are from right to left:
Blackie, Casper, Sooty, Tuesday, Sweep, Holly, Ruby, Magpie.
I walked down to open the gate....
George Orwell flashes through my mind, and tales from Animal Farm!
They rushed past me, leave me standing in the mud, gumboots stuck fast, they are heading for the back paddock, they know the way.
So many luscious blades of grass, where to start eating first??
Notice that we have now named them all? We were starting to get confused about who had begot whom.
Oh, and I bet you can't guess what that white structure is in the back paddock?
Lol, hope you enjoyed the sheepy tales,