Off to the National Sheep South West show yesterday, just a heap of stones' throws away from here. Meet Big Boy (I have no idea if he has a name), a Blue Faced Leicester ram. He was the size of a donkey. I looked for a donkey to put alongside so you could see what I mean, but it was a sheep fair, not a donkey derby.Although open to all, it was an event for sheep farmers, with serious conversation and debates about electronic identification, stalls of expensive sheep stuff to buy and for a lighthearted moment, shearing competitions and sheepdog demonstrations. I looked down microscopes at parasites and worms, fingered fleece, and took away a mouse mat in the shape of a sheep.
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A large sheep indeed, but no doubt as intellectually deficient as the rest of his species.
Quite a few kebabs could be made from that feller.
Garfer, I know you unadulterated hatred of sheep - apart from as a carcase.
I think I'll leave that comment from "sexy" as it has a kind of intrigue about it, but I sure ain't gonna click on any of those links!
Had he been shouting?
No WW, nor was he braying. Why do you ask?
Because he's blue in the face, of course!
Duh! Sorry for my slow brain cells, WW!
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