This was taken the day we brought them home. Three months old. They were born on April 24, making them Tauruses. And boy, are they ever bullish. They are, by the way, Gulf Coast Native Sheep.
The other day, Holly broke off a horn. That was an adventure. We all survived. I have the little 2" horn on my altar of all things natural, bony, feathered, petrified etc.
Now, I have to say, they are growing like mad, and thriving, or so it seems. Their fleece seems to be growing awfully fast considering it is 99 degrees most days. It's about 2" long right now.
They're still skittish as all get out. But they love my husband. Bringer of the oats. Oh, every time he walks out the door, they call him. They have a special Baaa for him - it ends in "O". Almost like their saying "OOOOOATS!!!" I just rate the standard Baaaaaa.
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hmm... I belives I had the fleece from the mama. There were two ewes there. One had just birthed two the other was about to and the shearer's sister commented on how much greasier the mama's fleece was (it is still very oily, but admittedly I wasn't watching the fleeces every second). Anyway small world! I'm glad to know where these babies ended up, lucky you! They are such cuties and after washing this first fleece I am sold on Gulf Coast. It's not super fine (merino) but certainly respectable.
If you send me your email address I'll happily send you larger photos of these babies though and if you'd like a bit of what I think(thought) was the mama's fleece I'll send that too(just in case).
erincurry00 (at) hotmail (dot) com
Sorry about the spelling error, I meant believed not belives
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