03/16/2023
This is Serena. She decided to protest walking on a halter and lead by laying down in a mud puddle on her way to get sheared. She's a little suspicious when anything happens outside of her normal routine of eat, lay in the sun chewing her cud (or hide under cover if it's raining), headbutt Hazel, repeat. 😂 We are not too happy about having all that mud to wash out of her fleece but it's just the way it goes sometimes. We were at the mercy of the shearer's schedule and are grateful he fit our 4 animals in, but having shearing day coincide with an "atmospheric river" passing overhead was not an ideal scenario. Still better than the time he came at 8am, exactly 24 hours earlier than scheduled, while we were all still in our pajamas. Sheep shearing is always an adventure!
If you're curious about how we deal with mud and hay and other dirt in their wool, sign up for one of our family wool workshops and help clean, card, and spin it!
