a Royal Show and it wasn't.
That's awkward when you've used that hashtag on instagram.
I forget about the transferability of the Royal Show title.
Ignore that grumpy sheep man in the background.
He was probably worried I was rustling his bebes.
That's a big issue in our rural sector.
Seriously, every year there are cars found stuffed to the gills with sheep
cause some hungry bogan decided to grab a few on his way past.
These are the same two sheep.
Let's face it sheep pretty much look the same.
Be honest, you wouldn't have known the difference if I hadn't told you.
Only those of us who spend great amounts of time with them
can tell the difference.
Very cute though, don't cha think?
Good we can move on to my second favourite breed.
This boy is the Champion Poll Merino Ram (medium).
I did start looking up who owned him but the list was epic
and I only made it through to the Saddle Hunters (not sheep) before I gave up.
He was just hanging out at the Show,
kind like I was but he was being judged and I wasn't.
At least as far as I know.
Just resting his head,
getting lots of lovely nose rubs on his velvety muzzle.
His grumpy, head butting neighbour was in a foul mood and
just tried to smash any hand that came his way.
Bet that gave the farmers a bunch to laugh about.
Poll means no horns by the way.
Sheep are my favourite animal.
What other animal can get so cute and so useful?
All I can say is yum!