On Sunday, it was time to move sheep to new pasture. Their current pasture had been grazed down pretty well.
When Mark had went to open up the gate to the new pasture he found this little guy…
It appeared to have an injured wing and we didn’t want it to get crushed by the hooves of the sheep. It was moved several feet away, to the adjoining pasture that didn’t have grazers in it. The kids thought it was pretty cool!
Let the moving commence, out of the old pasture, across the road…
Through the gate and into the new pasture…
Lots of tall, green grass here…
Scattering a bit, in search of goodies!
Happy Day!