Roxy is my oldest ewe, I just can't believe we have been on the land twelve years. When she first arrived she had the hardest time adjusting. The poor thing bloated several times, I think just from the transition of leaving her mom and herd. She and I spent many a night getting through her bouts of bloat. She finally settled down and luckily has not bloated again.
She lost half of one horn in a mighty battle when she was young, Jacob Sheep love to joust. I think it comes with the horns on top of their heads. In addition to her rambunctious personality, her wool is soft abundant, with a high percentage of black wool versus white.
Over the years she has give us three darling lambs, twin rams Jack and Ferdinand and one ewe....
... Blossom, who looks just like her mom but has a black muzzle. Like her mama, she also has abundant wool. I thought long and hard this fall, on whether to breed Roxy one last time, and had decided against it due to her age. But mother nature had other plans, somehow she got out of her pen when our ram was out grazing and found him. So, when March comes roaring in like a lion a new little one just might be showing up also.
To Spring and little ones!
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