Shetland, Jacob sheep and llama for sale

As most of you know I am having a dispersal sale of all my sheep due to continued mountain lion predation. I have found excellent homes for all my ewes except one Jacob ewe (most are going home to where I originally purchased them from), and Duncan, my Shetland ram is moving to Arizona! I still have 5 exceptional ram lambs, 4 out of Duncan. All are respectful (probably inherited from Duncan):) and are a pleasure to be around.

Following are his progeny:

Ram lamb, moorit out of Stonehaven Valeria, known as Valentine. Valentine has a gorgeous lighter moorit fleece, more golden. I don't know if this ram lamb will stay as dark as he is now but he does have a lovely fleece.

Next is a fawn katmoget ram lamb out of Stonehaven Ilse (musket). This boy has stood out from day one. He has quite the presence about him and a gorgeous, soft, thick fleece.



This little ram lamb is a grey katmoget, he is out of Boulderneigh Bella (grey flecket katmollet)and also has a gorgeous, soft fleece.



Last of Duncan's boys is out of WSR Rechel (grey flecket) with a lovely soft shorter fleece. This boys fleece is also on the shorter side but very soft. His horns are OK...may get even better. He is a grey katmoget.

The last ram lamb I have available is a gorgeous flecket gulmoget. Aries is a real looker, and would have lots to offer as a flock ram. He's out of Shady Oaks Chantel (Grey mirkface with bioget markings that also carries yuglet) and Underhill Jet, a black gulmoget with a phenomenal horn set.



I also have a nice pair of registered 4 horn yearling Jacobs. The ram is a chocolate lilac and the ewe is black and white. Ewe is friendly, ram is respectful. Very nice fleeces on both.



Also for sale is Gallo, my guard llama gelding. He has been a guardian llama for sheep for quite awhile...I purchased him from Kenleigh Jacobs, where he was a guardian for years for her ewes. He loved to be with his girls and really misses them. He is not fond of other llamas or the ram lambs (though he hangs out with them). Gallo is a shy boy, but once you get him he stands still and will cooperate nicely to get sheared, his feet trimmed, wormed, etc. He is constantly humming especially when he is asking you a question.....like what are you doing with my ewe. :) He really is a great llama and if he didn't seem so lost without his ewe flock I would keep him.


If you have any questions, want fleece samples, prices or more pics please e-mail me and let me know. gone2thedawgs@gmail.com I can also possibly deliver to other areas of WA, OR, ID, No. Cal. (anywhere I can get to and back in a weekend).

A little bit of Winter.......

Returning from dog training last night about 11pm it was snowing pretty good. The Subaru's outside temp gauge said it was "only" 33 degrees so I knew we'd have some snow sticking by morning.

I love snow....in a drier climate. The humidity in the air in this part of the world makes the cold reach your bones. Drier snow is also easier to drive in. The wet sloppy stuff especially if it's on a sheet of ice makes for some fancy maneuvering.


Couple that with the inexperience some people around here have driving in the snow makes me not want to be out on the roads at all. Unfortunately we're supposed to have an arctic front that will be staying with us for over a week....with lows around 14 degrees and not rising above freezing in the day. And unfortunately I have to go to work all next week. I may have some interesting stories....

The snow we received last night and this morning was only a dusting.....not as pretty as a nice full blanket of snow.

I have the weekend off so I slept in. Needless to say Jasmine and the crew were not pleased about waiting a couple extra hours for breakfast. I received some very disgruntled braying and baaing as I headed down the hill.


I decided it was time to post pics of my breeding groups, they have been together for a week. I didn't do the raddle powder so I would know exactly who was bred and when because if I waited for some spare time to mix it up I probably wouldn't get them together until Spring, instead of having Spring lambs.

I have 6 Shetland ewes in with my Shetland ram, Duncan and 5 Jacob ewes in with my Jacob ram, Lawrence.

Here's the Shetland group first. Here's a few of Duncan and his harem.




First we have Ilse from Lois at Stonehaven:






Then Flora who is also from Lois at Stonehaven:




Here is Aurora, she is from Briana, at Call of the Wool (Sheep Ridge):




The last three are from Michelle at Boulderneigh. She is the one responsible for me getting addicted to Shetlands. She has sold me her best and friendliest girls because she is now breeding for polled Shetlands. I can't thank her enough.


Here is Bella. She was the first of my Shetlands. I fell in love with her when I saw Michelle leading her around the Black Sheep Gathering on a halter:



Here is Rechel, she is Bella's Mom:


And last of the ewes, but definitely not least, is Valentine, and yes that is her head in front of the camera lens in the following shot. If you are squatting down you OBVIOUSLY want to be scratching her. :)



Here is Duncan, a wonderful ram, I was lucky that Lois, at Stonehaven, decided to part with him:



My Jacobs are a bit more wild, they just knew I was there to try and catch them to trim feet or give vaccinations.....the memories were too fresh of a week ago. :)


Here's one of Janelle (in front), from Mary at Shadow Mountain Jacobs, and Pacifica (on left)from Shannon of Kenleigh Acres:



Here is one of Gypsy, she is from Robin of Meridian Jacobs:





Here is a group shot.....Janelle out in front, followed by Symphony(Shannon,Kenleigh Acres) then Constance (closest to the camera), a lovely lilac ewe I got from Joan at Mud Ranch and Pacifica bringing up the rear (Kenleigh Acres):



The ram is Lawrence, also a lilac, from Sandy at Windy Acres:





Here is my group of young ladies that will have to wait until next year, Claire, the black iset ,Ellen, the black gulmoget (both from Briana, Call of the Wool), Bevin, the moorit (Michelle of Boulderneigh), Matisse, the HS but no T moorit from Marybeth at Shady Oak, Sasha, a Jacob (Mary at Shadow Mountain) and grumpy old Uncle Carl, a Jacob wether (from Mary at Shadow Mountain.






The trumpeter swans were still circling the valley, I love seeing the sunlight make their feathers glow.




What's this? I had a dinosaur visit in the middle of the night!!????




Oh, it's just Fred. :)



As I was walking back to the house I took this pic of a couple of apples that no one could easily reach, donkey or people.



These pics I took on the way to class last night of sundogs or parhelions. I should have pulled over to take the pic but there wasn't a good spot so unfortunately one is kind of blurry. (Nothing like taking pics out a side window and driving down the highway.....




Kylie says I think I'll just stay in and sleep until we get some REAL snow!

Mama never told me there would be days like THESE!

So.....the day started out innocently enough, but it had just lured me into a false sense of security.

Michelle started to give me directions and then I just though, heck I'll see what the GPS does (I know, you'd think I'd know better by now.....). Came up to a ferry crossing (oh, yeah, that's the one that Michelle said she didn't like to take with a trailer.....) waited to board this small ferry for a short water crossing. It went off without a hitch, whew!

Soon I'm on I-5 heading north at a good clip....life is good.....

Portland....traffic starts slowing down, then crawling. Once over the bridge and into WA it picked up again but the thrill was short lived. Just south of Chehalis it again slowed to a crawl, then stopped.

I called home to see Guerdon had heard anything about accidents or traffic. He hadn't but then he called back and said they said it was solid all the way to McChord AFB and then again for Tacoma Mall past the Tacoma dome.

After crawling along for awhile I decided Kylie and I needed a "potty stop".

Once we were done with that I got this "brilliant" idea! My GPS has a button for detour for when the traffic is bad. So punched that and headed off on a country road breezing along....ha, ha, ha, what the!..... it seems that there are a few GPS owners out there, especially the folks with motor homes. Back to a standstill. Slowly creeping thru Yelm, picked up speed again once on the highway to Puyallup and made pretty good time from there home.

Considering I should have been home by 5pm I guess 9:30Pm isn't as bad as it could have been.

The fun was just beginning though! Because it was so late, Mary decided to pick her ram lamb up next weekend, and because it was so late, so dark and I was SO tired I decided to not try and back my truck and trailer down the narrow road to the barn.

Another brilliant idea...back the trailer up to the top of the hill, open the door and coax the sheep down the hill with grain. If I had been thinking clearly I would have realized that no sheep in their right mind is going to follow a stranger in the dark down to a place they can't even see in the dark no matter how much baaing from the other sheep is going on.

Nawwwww, I think we'll just hang out by the house they said to me. Guerdon and Finn decided to try and slowly move them back towards me so I might get them down the hill. They decided to take a short cut and came over the hill through the brush. At least they were heading in the right direction....Constance decided to do her deer impression and did a nice little leap off one of the ledges.... I hope she concluded that she should remain a sheep.....as she was flying thru the air she went sideways and landed on her side. She hopped up shook herself off and looked at me like "I meant to do that!".

Finally heading into the paddock.....we're home free.....nope.....Rechel decides to heed the Call of the Wild and bursts through the trees and on through our hot wire to the wilds beyond.

Got everyone else settled into the paddock, turkettes in a stall in the barn, and tried to call Rechel back. All I could hear was crashing brush and splashing water. In between great bursts of cussing I decided that it could be dangerous for me to go looking for her as there was lots of drop offs and bogs in that area.

Unloaded the truck and then realized I couldn't go to bed without giving it a try to locate her. Armed with a flashlight (and would later wish I had a cell phone or at least my compass), my Border Collie and clothed in my polar fleece I head out into the night in the pouring rain.

The area that Rechel went into is comprised of almost nothing but blackberries, stinging nettles and bogs. Finn and I picked a spot and started crawling thru the blackberries.

After awhile I think we ended up going around in circles. I couldn't see anything, even above me was covered with blackberries, only giving me a glimpse of sky. It seemed everywhere we went we encountered a bog, I attempted a few of these, sunk up to my knee and almost lost my shoes a few times.

I started looking at dry patches thinking I could curl up, go to sleep and wait for it to get light. I looked at Finn, "if you were anything like Lassie you would go and get help, or at least show us the way home". He'd start off when I'd say "Go home, Finn" then stop and look at me as if to say "I like it a lot better when you break the trail". Seeing as I was soaked to the skin and it was still down pouring I decided I should keep trying to get home. I finally found an area that went up-hill and followed that. Eventually we came out to the power lines and I knew where I was then.

Slogging along, we arrived at home. The other dogs barked and snarled at us, which now really doesn't surprise me as I'm sure I looked like something from the Creature From the Black Lagoon........

I know we had to smell different from wallowing around in the bogs, and judging from the muddy tracks (after I took my shoes off!) going across the hardwood floor not to mention the moss and branches I left behind wherever I walked I would have made an interesting picture (if only Guerdon wasn't sound asleep).

By then it was midnight. I have to get up at 3am in the morning to feed and make it to work by 5;30am. I laid there trying not to rub all my stinging nettle welts and blackberry scratches, wondering where Rechel could be and if she was ok. Needless to say I didn't get much sleep.

The alarm went off and by that time I had decided to stay home from work at least until it got light and I could find out what happened to Rechel. Headed down the hill and what do you know! There she was standing on the other side of the no-climb gazing across at the other sheep.

I went back up and turned the hot wire off, locked the dogs up and got a sheep halter. Back thru the blackberries and stinging nettle, crawled thru the hot wire and started coaxing....."Rechel, here you lovely little ewe...... She stomped her feet gave me a look that said " I AM THE WILD AND WOOLY SHEEP" and off thru the woods she sprang. I was about to give up when she circled around and came up to the fence again.




(ok, no this isn't Rechel.....) :)

I started creeping forward, talking softly, pleaded with her and got within 6 feet. She stomped her foot again and I think muttered more that shouted "I'm the wild and woolly sheep" and then looked a bit tired. I took one step closer then sprang and encircled her with my arms. She didn't struggle much and soon had her halter on.

She followed me up the hill, I held the hot wire apart, put first one of her front feet then the other and pushed her bum thru. Success!!! She happily trotted towards Bevin and the two Jacobs and I swear I saw her heave a sigh of relief.....well, maybe that was me. :)