Anglesey Smallholder

Sadly, Victoria the sheep died last night. The kind vet next door did everything he could for her, but she didn’t make it. I will miss her so much. She would always come running to the gate whenever the car pulled into the drive, bleating and climbing up the gate to get a better look at who was coming.

When I moved there and repaired her sheepy house, I made a small slate plaque and affixed it to the gable end.  I think that now I will remove it and bury it with her, so that if some archaeologist discovers her in a thousand years, they will know she was a special sheep :)