This post remembers Maggie. She was one of our 1st ewes and lived to the ripe old age of 12, which is pretty good for a sheep. She died in her sleep, curled up in her favorite spot. I noticed her acting a bit slower than normal the past couple of weeks and I guess it finally caught up with her.
The above picture is how I'll always remember Maggie, coming to the fence for chin scratches or grain, whichever was handy. She will live on in her daughters and granddaughters. Some pictures below.
Loretta - 2015 daughter
Lynn - 2015 daughter
Dolly - 2015 Granddaughter
Dawn - 2014 daughter, also showing at birth George and Tammy 2016 granddaughter and grandson being kept. Dawn is also the mother of Dolly above.
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