Summer's a long time ago. After floods in November (which amounted to flooded roads up here, fortunately, rather than flooded cottages)we've had a combo of snow and ice for over a fortnight now.
It's getting to be hard on the sheep, especially now the ice is so hard, and no sign of a thaw. We carry beet pulp pellets out to them in the mornings, and haynets. Little Dodd is doing ok, though still the smallest, and really not the best fleece. Still, it's grown pretty thick, and his face and ears are covered in fur so thick it doesn't matter which way you push it, it doesn't allow any skin to emerge.
He comes rushing hopefully up across the ice, focussed on my right hand coat pocket, where I keep a handful of sheep nuts for him (Ruby and Diamond as well). However, Little Dodd still enjoys having his face stroked. Apart from that it's cupboard love all the way.
It's getting to be hard on the sheep, especially now the ice is so hard, and no sign of a thaw. We carry beet pulp pellets out to them in the mornings, and haynets. Little Dodd is doing ok, though still the smallest, and really not the best fleece. Still, it's grown pretty thick, and his face and ears are covered in fur so thick it doesn't matter which way you push it, it doesn't allow any skin to emerge.
He comes rushing hopefully up across the ice, focussed on my right hand coat pocket, where I keep a handful of sheep nuts for him (Ruby and Diamond as well). However, Little Dodd still enjoys having his face stroked. Apart from that it's cupboard love all the way.
