And the sheep are settling in

As promised, pictures of the sheep:

Heading towards some food

They arrived a week ago, and seem well settled-in. They've taken a liking to the bindweed that infests our fields, and most of the surrounding area, which will be helpful. Bindweed isn't the worst of the local plant-pests, that title goes to the evil J*p*n*s* Kn*tw**d, which is due its own post soon, but it does spread over a large area.

Sheep looking to camera

There are four Soays, two blond and two dark. Sarah therefore has the idea of naming them after the members of Abba, though we aren't sure which is which yet. The horns look menacing, but seem only to be used in early morning head-pushing contests to determine who is going to be top-ewe for the day. The horns also fooled a passing child into saying "Look Mummy! Goats!"


They are gradually getting used to both us and the place. They know now that if a human comes into the field, then ewe-nuts are likely to be produced. Ratting them in a bucket has much the same effect as shaking a box of Go-Cat has on the resident felines.


Talking of which, the cats seem to know that something is up, but we don't think they've encountered the sheep, yet. Unlike next doors. The sheep are quite capable of looking after themselves and make sure that any cat who ventures into the field knows they are about by stamping a front hoof on the ground. But just to show the cats they haven't been forgotten, here's one of them in a tree:

Adds nothing to the orchard, but keeps us all entertained.