Been there, done that. We had a big eye bolt sunk into a bucket full of concrete.
The ram had a bell and also a rope tied to his collar and the eye bolt.
You would hear him charge at you when your back was turned.
CLANG CLANG CLANG and it would usually end with TW-ANNNNG.
My husband knew how many clangs before thwack....until the day the rope cam untied.
Did you know there are ridges on their horns? My husband's back looked like a play-do impression of sheep horns.
I raised him from a prem-y lamb, so he was my baby.
He put less gusto in hooking me. I never got hurt and the ram lived to be 15.
The ram had a bell and also a rope tied to his collar and the eye bolt.
You would hear him charge at you when your back was turned.
CLANG CLANG CLANG and it would usually end with TW-ANNNNG.
My husband knew how many clangs before thwack....until the day the rope cam untied.
Did you know there are ridges on their horns? My husband's back looked like a play-do impression of sheep horns.
I raised him from a prem-y lamb, so he was my baby.
He put less gusto in hooking me. I never got hurt and the ram lived to be 15.
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