I went over to Mim's last week just to visit and see her new lambs. Though we live in the same valley, her end is higher and also has a higher water table. I have pasture envy.
This little black lamb is Mijo, along with his mom. Mijo is going to come live with us. Yes indeed, I do get my own, I mean Ian's own, full-time black lamb. In the meantime, I have Sven's fleece so no pressure on Mijo to grow and be fluffy.
Mijo is a pip. He's checking out Jo Beth, Mim's Jack Russel terrorist, if you happened to notice her in the first photo on Mim's heels. She's always mixing it up with herd, her homeies. Mim can't use Mijo for breeding and doesn't want to eat him, and thus he will become one of our wethers.
We walked over to the large pasture to see Mim's grass. What she means is native grasses and because of the wet and prolonged winter, she has an abundance. Notice the sheep forms in the sagebrush. Shetlands are native to thriving on shrubbery. We have shrubbery in spades here. Click for big recommended here.
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