A little haircut (and a memorial post)

My sister knew that Danny the Shearer would be coming trough town in April and she was on the list to have him come by and give her little flock a haircut.  We were surprised to get a call one Tuesday morning that he had had a cancellation and was there at the barn ready for shearing.  Kindly, he waited for Leah and I to get there after BSF so that we could be a part of the event.  As soon as we could we flew out the door (bringing a couple of visitors with us) and headed over to witness this exciting event.  

Wickham was first. Not only she was the woolliest and therefore the hottest, but she is the easiest to wrangle. 



Now that Wickham is all naked she is feeling much more comfy. 



Naked sheep crack me up



Re-establishing trust...





3 down and 1 to go......

And then Danny would have to show Leslie how the Shepherd's crook really works...

There was alot of entertainment that day...

Look at all that fleece!  You have never felt something so soft!

While he was at it he clipped toenails...

And he had his little farmhand help to administer some vaccines and vitamins.

As you can see I was dressed for Bible teaching...
not for farming and shearing. 
But I always keep my barn shoes in the car. 

I just like this picture of my shepherd sister. 

The whole process was quite exciting for Leah...
for the first couple of hours. 

We think this one could dance for the Rockettes. 

Shearing day was a fun one!  Because Cormo sheep (Corriedale/Merino hybrid) are bred for their extra-super-duper wooliness, they will have to be sheared again in late summer so they can survive the crazy, unpredictable Texas weather. 

And on a very sad note... Sir Brandon the mooing sheep with the British accent and the freckle nose passed away in May. He died as a result of a blockage in his urinary tract. Apparently this is a common complication for male sheep, and tragically the symptoms are not obvious until its too late. My sister loves her little babies and, as she always does, she took excellent care of Brandon while he was ailing. She was able to be with him when "he counted his last sheep."  She is still extremely sad about this loss and we are sad for her too. But she knows the Good Shepherd and when she is sad she rests in His comforting arms, trusting in His perfect plan for her.

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