I could only count 50 sheep, but my husband counted 51. I couldn’t see the very little sheep, maybe he’s had a growth spurt?
A big bulk of them came running when they saw the bucket and non of them ate out of my hand but a few of them touched my hand when I held out some cobnuts. Only a couple of handfuls left I reckon.
There’s a carcass in the field that I thought was the 51st sheep I couldn’t spot, but Chris’s post from yesterday said it was a deer.
I took a photo (from far away) in case that helps, but I will buffer it with another photo first so it’s not just a grotesque picture in the thumbnail.
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