We have had the sheep for a couple of weeks now, and they seem to be very comfortable with their new home. I am still working on names for them. I’ve been calling them “Baby Girl,” “Old Girl,” and “Big Girl.” They are sweet, although Old Girl, or the full grown one, is still a little cranky and hasn’t let me pet her. She doesn’t run away from me anymore, so we are making progress, and it will just be a matter of time before she is running up to have her head scratched like the other two do.
Baby Girl has become my favorite little cutie. She runs over to me and shoves her head against my hand to make me pet her. She sniffs at me and nibbles on my fingers as I pet her. She is like a little puppy, and I wish I could just curl up and snuggle with her. Big Girl, Baby Girl’s mama, is as sweet as ever. She is the most vocal, and always bleats when we drive up or come outside. I took her on a walk with a leash. It was kind of a disaster, but we just need some practice. Once she is used to being on a leash, I will let her eat the weeds in the yard.
Having the sheep has inspired me to think about taking this sheep thing to the next level. The particular breed of sheep we have are a hair sheep, which means they don’t have wool, so they don’t require the same amount of care as sheep with wool. These sheep can be used for their milk and for their meat. I think the next step will be to breed the sheep we have. We can keep the ewes for breeding and sell the rams for their meat. 
