It is with a heavy heart that I am writing this blogpost.  We had to say good-bye to a very special sheep.  His name was Junior and I will always remember the day we picked him up.  In May 2004, I saw an ad on the jacob-list and led my husband on a little adventure to Deadwood, Oregon.  We came home with 3 new rams – Magic Moon Captain Hook, his son Magic Moon Junior, and Magic Moon Bazil.  Hook was 7, Bazil was 5,

and Junior was a yearling. 

I didn’t know it then, but those three boys made quite an impact on our flock.  They did an incredible job on improving our fleeces and Hook showed me that rams can be sweet and respectful. 

Junior inherited his dad’s respectful demeanor and has always been a gentleman.  

He never started a fight, but would defend his title of top ram if anybody challenged him.

He loved his girls…

and had a good sense of humor 😉

We keep all of our adult rams together because I believe this is the healthiest living arrangement for them, unfortunately it can also cause problems.

Wrangler and Junior were good buddies and spent most of their time together.  Their primitive nature and survival of the fittest urge was stonger than this friendship in the end.  Junior suffered a spinal cord injury and the miracle that I prayed for, wasn’t to be.  Being a good shepherd, means making hard choices at times and this was definitely one of those times.  I am going to miss him!

He sired many beautiful babies and his memory will live on through them here and across the country.