In order to finish building the driveway for the maybe someday possibly house to be, dirt has to come down from this hill. And, it needs a place to go.
Fortunately, theres a low spot that needs filled in just below that is prone to flash flooding from the creek across the road. Unfortunately, this spot is the current home to the Rams.
Loading Sheep into a trailer is not an easy feat. Once we finally got the trailer situated in the lot, we put their feeder and some hay and grain in it to help entice them. We tried gently pushing them, herding them and calling them. Sheep are often accused of being dumb animals. I don't think they are dumb at all. being an animal pf prey, their instinct is self preservation. You can't chase a sheep and expect him to go the direction you want him to go. And don't look him in the eye, he sees that as a threat. After several attempts, we decided to "think like a sheep." Sheep like being with their herd, so we needed to get them to follow each other in. We were able to wrangle the small ram and drag him into the trailer. Once there, he was happy to stay and eat some grain. The dog, being a good guardian, joined him. Rambo saw his 2 partners enjoying the feed in the trailer, hesitated for a moment to think about it, and then trotted in to join them willingly. We quickly closed the gate and they were caught! Up the bumpy hill we went to the acre lot that was fenced several months ago, waiting patiently for its inhabitants. (I, on the other hand, have not been so patient. But thats a story for another day). Happily, they explored their new home. Bailey wasnt quite sure if she liked it at first, but the Rams loved the tall grass and spacious field. Tomorrow, we build them a shelter and they are set to stay here until the Ewes are ready to go courting.
My name is Christy Franklin.