There had been an accidental meet and greet a couple months ago when I'd not latched a gate all the way and the two lambs gleefully bounced out into the big flock with Mrs. Pepperpot having a stroke racing along behind them trying to fight anyone daring to get close to Muffin. The "official" meet and greet went much smoother.
As I'd mentioned before, Muffin just marched on out into the main flock like she'd been there all along. Mrs. Pepperpot still wasn't thrilled, but there was no stopping her.
Biscuit was a bit more backward reserved, but B. Willard, who'd been a bottle lamb many years ago, helped him feel welcome.
Mrs. Pepperpot finally caught up with Muffin and then gathered Biscuit to get them both to "safety".
"I'm coming. Waaait!"
But not far enough away. Here comes Tara.
"Don't get in a punching match with a sheep with horns, Biscuit."
"Uh oh, I can't believe he did that. I'm probably going to have to go break this up. That boy will never grow up."
She didn't. Everyone got along fine. It was getting late when I finally was able to let them out so we only stayed out for a little while and then the three came back out for dinner and bed. I have one more group of pictures to share and then we should be almost sort of caught up. For now.
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