"Do you name your sheep?" the USDA vet asked during her visit to the farm for the annual inspection. She'd been at a farm earlier this month where every ewe and ram was named.
"Not any more," I said. For the first few years, we did. Then, the numbers grew.
Then, I went into the stall and began reading ear tag numbers.
And I read the number for:
The Red Ewe
The Broken Legged Ewe
The Bob Marley Ewe
The Neck Roll Ewe
The Up-headed Ewe
The Blood Spot Ewe.
The Survivor Ewe.
PHOTOS: The top photo shows Hershey, front and center. She's an older ewe who was named when we still gave the lambs named.
The bottom photo, far right, shows the Bob Marley Ewe, who sheds in dreadlocks.