Mim suggested when we got our lambs that we put the play toy in their pen that our grandsons had outgrown. She had seen an article where someone was using a similar toy and the lambs were having the time of their lives. We thought, why not? The Washoe Zephyr wind, no gentle wafting breeze here, just seemed to blow it all over the place anyway. At this date they are no longer able to get inside or on top, but they do love to butt it around, and I figure, if they’re butting the toy, they’re not butting their shed.
So one Saturday when Amy and I were busy dying up stuff, Ian drove up and asked if we had seen what our mama llama had gotten herself into. I was stunned to see that
And what did the sheep do? Shetlands are like goats, busy and inquisitive, different from meat sheep. They were right in the middle and thought it all very entertaining. Do it again