Without Katie, I had an extra adult halter this morning with which to lead sheep to the lower pasture. (I have other halters, but they are down at the Ram-ada Inn.) I've been leading Katie, Bronwen and Bramble - plus the "victims of the day" (lambs in training) - and letting Annabelle and Inky follow the flock out. But even though she's eight years old, I decided there's no time like the present to halter-train Annabelle!
She actually did pretty well; halter-training by moving a sheep with the rest of the flock works handily, because you are taking them where they want go. Once we got to the pasture, I sat down and kept her close for a bit, scritching her chin and neck and getting a gratuitous feel of her covered fleece. She isn't "fine," but oh, what nice handle her fleece has! The lady in GA who bought her fleece this year has already reserved Annabelle's 2012 clip.
Of course, my sweet brown sugar girls couldn't pass up a shepherd on the ground; in this case, Bonny took her mom Bronwen's place begging for scritches. She is such a love! (And losing the baby fuzz on her crown.)
That's it for today from . . .