Penelope, my Southdown Baby Doll/Shetland ewe, spends her day nibbling on hay and random sprigs of winter weeds. She is the smallest of my flock and the least vocal. In fact, you would hardly even notice her, until you saw her pretty face. She has a fuzzy little chunk of a body like her Babydoll mom and the sleek mischievous face of her Shetland dad. This combination makes for not only a purdy profile, but long luxurious locks. We think she is a cutie.
She may be a looker, but she is so much more. Penelope is my therapist. She nods her head, has no opinions and after giving her a good rub, the lanolin does wonderful things for my hands. It’s hard to find such a friend and loyal listener. This gentle little curly Q, follows along beside me, waiting for her treat and our conversation. Eventually, she will doze off in the grass and I will go about the rest of my chores, with her contagious smile.
I love my entire herd of wooly wankers, but this one is special. Who needs goat yoga, when I have a girl who is so much more than a pretty face!