A sheep shearer stopped by here a couple of weeks ago offering his services. I laughed and told him it was much too early, the poor dears would freeze plum to death.
It is a record setting 85 degrees today.
Rose is volunteering to be first in line for this year’s shearing extravaganza.
Even going so far as starting without me. Unlike most modern breeds, Shetland sheep have retained the primitive ability to lose their fleece naturally. A shepherd can actually pull the wool off by hand without shears, the process is called rooing.
Looks like I will be rooing Rose this weekend as well as Laverne, Paisley and Popcorn. I just need to get the barn cleaned out first.
Even though Sophia would very much like the attention, she’s not quite ready for rooing. This morning I monkey groomed her to keep her happy until then.