I've always said that sheep are rather addictive...they're like potato chips: "You can't have just one!"
I went out and bought 2 bottle babies on Sunday. I'll raise them for milking and if I EVER get around to using the wool, their fleeces will be AMAZING.
What did I tell you? No goofy faces!
You start to feel like a real farm girl when your barn chores take you several hours every day.
(Or a real tired farm girl, I should say.)