Our Shetland sheep came home today at 8 weeks of age.
We were so excited to have them home - them, well, not so much.
Poor little babies are scared to death, and just flocked up together.
Except when Flynn went up to the fence and then Amber took a look.
We had to put the halter on them to move them while we fixed the feeder in the barn.
It was pretty funny between them jumping up in the air, or playing dead on their sides and refusing to move.
They did a little better if we kept them real close to each other. Opal would tried to hide under Amber, which is funny, because she is the bigger sheep.
This is Amber.
This is Opal.
I think my whole life I have had an unspoken desire to have sheep. I am so thankful to God for these little blessings!