I apologize for the poor quality of the photograph, but it was getting late and my neighbor N and I had just finished fencing the last bit of pasture (YES! YES! YES!) I was tired and Bartlett was rushing from one green thing to another, trying to avoid the BBs (big broads), who are still butting him. It's not clear in the photo, but he's sporting a dandy lei of burdock burrs. He has an adorable soft blaaating voice. We are still working on building him up and he's quite the smarty-pants already. As soon as I come into their area in the morning, he runs to the far side of the hoop house - that's his safe, out-of-view spot where I feed him his grain. The girls can get their licks in while they can - once he's grown some, the tables will be turned.