More from our sheep

Their main purpose in life is being cute.
Sheep portrait
Looking dignified is their hobby.
The sheep
Ruminating makes them look, as if they were talking together.
Sometimes they seem to be serious about grass and yellow flowers.
Sheep doing sheep things
Sometimes they are absolutely silly. Either running around in circles or having headbutting competitions or like this: flehmen response. I mean, they are all girls!
Oh your feet smell so good
Her feet seem to smell good.
The sheep owns the barn
They own the barn.
They love each others.
The neck gets longer
Ouessants have an extra long neck, that gets even longer if they eat out of our hands.
Sheep expedition
They go on expeditions, where no sheep has gone before.
Dozing in the sun
Relaxing in the sun. Eating grass all the time is exhausting.
And this sheep is our boss
Maybe they are the boss.
Attentive stare
They watch our every move.
Tasty twigs
And they are gourmets.

Merry Christmas! Frohe Weihnachten!

And a Happy New Year 2023! Und ein Gutes Neues Jahr!

En: Meet the newest addition to our household: Papy. He’s a 12 years old fox terrier mix and comes from the animal shelter Augeron in Lisieux. He has a heart condition, but he doesn’t seem to know it.

De: Wir haben Papy adoptiert. Er ist ungefähr 12 Jahre alt. Wir haben ihn vom Tierheim Augeron in Lisieux. Er hat ein schlimmes Herzgeräusch, das merkt man ihm aber nicht an.

Website: Refuge Animal Augeron

Our first claw treatment

Not everybody was happy about it, but one of the sheep was limping, so we knew it was time for a claw treatment.

I bought a bottle of „bleu“ and caught the sheep. They are still angry with me. Only Lamm isn’t angry, because she wasn’t treated. In the end everybody was blue at the hands and some at the feet as well.

Lamm got off the hook, because she’s young.

Own photos, one on Flickr, two made with my smartphone.

The determined watch sheep

Ready for anything
Today Lamm (lamb) wanted to go outside, when I opened the gate. No, that’s not normal. Her real goal was to beg for treats. But the result was I had to open the gate, drive in some centimetres. Jump out of the car, run around it and ask the sheep politely to go back – by waving my arms and shouting. They went like 3 metres away and as soon I was back in the car, they went back to the car and on its side. Next time she’ll probably open the car door. I jumped out of the car and the whole operation started anew. I finally made it on the property, closed the gate and no sheep left. Phew.