|We'll think about forgiving you|
if you bring on the grain twice a day until
At 7:15A, I pulled up Melanie's driveway and saw a small pen with a tarp tied over. It was packed full of tiny Shetlands! I always forget how adorably small her sheep are. We swept off the covered porch, ran an extension cord and waited for Joe. Thanks to plummeting temps and heavy snow, he was running late and that is how the day progressed. Having extra hands is sure great for getting a job done quickly. We went through her nine sheep in good order, considering the weather - Melanie (wo)man-handling them up to the porch, Joe grabbing them and shearing them, me sweeping up between and packing fleece in bags. We then inched down the road to my place where I was pretty much organized (shocking, isn't it?) Mine were, let's say, slightly less accommodating - although Joe did say that the Fat Eel (aka Linden) was better-behaved than usual. That may be because it was about 20 degrees and he was stunned that we were taking off his winter coat. I think the biggest difference between our sheep is that hers couldn't wait to get away, while mine were in our pockets after they were shorn. (Juno - the old gal - is very curious. What's in that box? What's that? What are you doing? Can I help you do it?) Luckily, they are easily distracted by food.
By the time my three were done, the snow was over six inches and still coming down steadily. We inched off to Nick's where we dealt with four alpacas, three sheep and an angora goat. Melanie dropped me back at my place where I got a call from another neighbor who had one (wild) sheep to shear. He came down and picked Joe up (Joe drives a skate on wheels - it would never had made it up the mountain). I shoveled. And shoveled. And fed grain and apologized.
We woke up this morning to about eight inches of snow - more than the entire accumulation of winter - and single digit temperatures. I shoved my feet in boots, put on my parka, and trotted (carefully) down to the barn to check on my nekkid sheep. Everyone was cozied up and showing no signs of hypothermia.
Now all we need is actual spring.