Rural/Farm Life

She's a St. Croix, born and bred here.

I had a small flock a few years back; mostly to try to manage weeds. St. Croix were more interested in the shrubs and trees than the weeds, though, so they weren't really effective weeders. The spring my mare was ready to foal, I sold the flock; I had another equine mouth to feed. The people who bought the flock left one weanling ewe; they had her twin sister.

She, of course, was terrified to be left behind. She first tried to form a bond with the dog, an aussie, who wanted nothing to do with that. She tried fitting through the doggy door to shadow me in the house, but I wanted nothing to do with that. So she attached herself to the horses, and she's been there ever since. She doesn't know she's a sheep. She pastures with them, comes into the barn to eat with them, and generally behaves very horse-like. Every once in awhile she'll escape under a fence that they can't; she doesn't go far without them, though, and they pace and call until she returns.

She'll be 4 this spring.