Last night I went out to the sheep pasture to see how everyone was doing. All the sheep were scattered across the grass grazing, and then I caught a glimpse of a sheep behind some trees. Seeing silvery-white wool and a black head, I knew it was Majik. As she turned her back to me, I saw a flash of red. Blood? I slowly walked towards the trees where she was standing, and I called her name as I walked, so I wouldn't scare her. And then I saw it -- a little black lamb with white around his mouth and ears. I didn't have to get very close to know it was a ram, because he has huge horn buds.
I heard a car coming down the gravel road and knew it would be Margaret. I ran to the road and flagged her down for a ride back to the house. I grabbed the camera and some Triscuits for Majik. I walked back out to the pasture and started taking pictures. Whenever Majik acted like she was ready to leave, I'd sneak her a Triscuit so the other sheep couldn't see it. Finally she decided she wanted to stay with me, and I got about 25 pictures of her new baby. Unforunately, the camera and computer are having a little disagreement this morning, and I could only download the first seven, so you'll just have to trust me when I say that he's as cute as a lamb can be! And big!
And I'm excited about all the white sprinkled through his fiber because that means he's going to be gray.