Saturday I drove out into the cold on a beautiful sunny day. The fields rolled away in damp furrows, the woods sparkled, and I avoided the highway by cutting across farmlands and rivers on the secondary roads. An hour or so later I pulled up in the yard at Bide-a-wee Farm out of Newberg to collect the newest addition to our flock. Jenna is a yearling Jacob ewe with, we presume, her first breeding of lambs inside. Notice I said lambs, plural. Well, we can be hopeful, eh?
See Jenna housed in the back of the little car. In the car! There were several reasons to just put her in the car. The trailer is out in the muddy field right now, and the pick-up requires tire chains to get to it, and was all full of old things going to the recycling place anyway, and dealing with all that seemed a big deal for one little sheep. So I put down a tarp and some cardboard over it, and drove away.
Once she was loaded up, Jenna seemed just fine about it all. Doug put some hay in the back for her, and Karen wished us well as we pulled away. Jenna stood up all the way home. She looked out the windows and talked to me about the matter. Her unmistakable sheepy aroma filled the car. I heard the dropping of little pellets back there, and the aroma became emphatic. I was glad for the tarp and the cardboard. We arrived home, and Jenna was not about to come out of that nice little place.
I wish I’d had my camera in my pocket when I was at Bide-a-wee. It was beautiful, the sea of Jacob sheep and Navajo Churro faces gathered in their barn. All those fleecy bodies bumping together, spots and horns, bleats and farts. I should have walked back to get the camera, and made everyone wait around while I made photos.
Jenna is still a little on the outs in the ewe pen. There is always an Alpha and an Omega in a flock, and the new kid is usually the Omega. This will be a relief to the previous Omega.