So while we were enjoying Fourth of July festivities in town the other day, Emma stopped in at the farm to grab something and was quite glad she had. Who did she find rolled on his side, unable to get up? John-aye, our only ram. Who knows how long he was down there, but it is clearly time to sheer some sheep. It was the weight of his wool that was giving him the hardest time.

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