Winter finally reared her brittle, flaky, oft cruel yet oft beautiful head today and we got our first real snow!
I prepared the sheep’s stall in the barn and whisked them in there. Moving sheep is easy if you don’t have to go outside any fences AND no other animals are involved. Since I got them separated from the goats already, it was no trouble to take a can of feed and funnel them into the stall. I shut the door on them, prepared another stall with water and hay, and went for the goats.
The goats were hiding in the goat house, afraid the winter weather would muss their coiffures. Goats are picky that way. They always want to look their best. They paraded right out after me and my can of food, though.
And into their stall in the barn!
Cozy and warm for the snowstorm.
They’ll stay in their stall until the weather lets up.
But I let the sheep back out (with their stall open to return if they want shelter) because sheep could care less about their coif. Or they don’t know they have a coif.
I’m not sure they’ve noticed it’s snowing.