Sheep Wrangling 101
Queen Esther's daily foot treatment has given DD and me plenty of opportunity to improve our sheep-catching technique. I have a ways to go. Let's just say I'm not one of those people who makes it look easy. She still has no interest in being caught, but at least with constant repetition, she's no longer leaping clear over the hay feeder or bashing her nose against the fence panels to get away. Hopefully, she's figuring out that getting caught does not automatically mean she's going to get eaten. Every day, we dip her foot briefly in the iodine and then gently let her go. I wonder if we'll ever get to the point where she just says to herself, "maybe if I just stand here quietly, these yahoos will do their thing and then leave me alone." We can only hope.