
These sheep werent going to give up their stone for long , they gave us two minutes then it was back to gaurd duty.
Image credit: Chris Bickerton
These sheep werent going to give up their stone for long , they gave us two minutes then it was back to gaurd duty.
OT - but this breed of sheep is called 'Mule'. They originate in the North Pennines and are sold to the lowlands at big sheep sales in the autumn. That is their rubbing stone and, technically, they are eroding the base, which will cause its collapse.
The bastards !
I'll take a big stick with me next time !
They're lovely animals - very stubborn perhaps - but one thing you don't need is a stick. In the picture they're hoggs - hoggetts - female sheep that have not yet been tupped. So, imagine St. Trinians, perhaps, and take them some cornflakes or, what they were hoping for, lamb nuts! We judge them, after the obvious points have been found satisfactory, by the speckles on their faces. Note where their fleeces begin, at the neck, and how neat that border is:- that shows that they've recently been dressed for sale, suggesting that they were sold just before Christmas. The depression around the stone needs filling with bits of stone and clay and pounding flat. The farmer's job that he'll never do. In the uplands the sheep have the projecting bottom throughs, of the walls, to scratch against.
Great pic, didn't see that one before. Ha ha - like something from an episode of Shaun the Sheep. The stone used to be the same thickness at the bottom as the top...
Glad you like it, it was a funny visit, shaun is third going right from the stone.