Plans have been in place since we purchased the home in 2014 to obtain sheep - multiple sheep - to help control the grass/weed growth in the back half of our backyard. Why sheep? Goats are too destructive. Horses are money-suckers and unpredictable. We really don't have enough room in the pasture area for a cow (without majorly supplementing with alfalfa). Pigs are stinky and don't eat grass.
The nine poles are in place for a barn. The fence has been built to keep the lambs from eating our garden. Water trough and accessories purchased. With the help of one borrowed truck, we made the drive to Parma to pick out two ewe lambs.
The owner's property consisted of multiple acres, a house under construction, numerous sheep of all ages (many of whom are sporting a really bad shearing job), and boasting the largest resource pile I've ever seen. The woman from whom we purchased the lambs is almost 70, energetic, scatter brained, and cares for her animals. We enjoyed learning more about the species from the little bits she dropped throughout her conversation, wrestled our two ewe lambs into the back of the Dodge, and then chose a wether to accompany the girls home.
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| Going nose-to-nose. He still isn't sure what to make of them. |
At home, I put the children to bed while Chadwick made the final touches to the corral where we carried our nervous new additions through the back yard and left them for the night. Ironically, it rained the entire next day. Did I mention that our poles have no roof?
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| Making friends, one bite of grain at a time |
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| Chadwick made this awesome feeder. Found a design online and poof! A feeder. |
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| The view from the corral - lambs furiously nibbling grain, Darwin hoping that I'll throw the ball. Through the fence. |
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| For some reason, this view makes me giggle. |
Meet Rosemary and Thyme.
And the wether, Olaf.
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