THE WAIT IS OVER! IT'S GARLIC TIME!

The Sheep

We're all rescued Icelandic sheep who arrived at SLF in 2021, already well into middle age.

We have very distinct personalities, just like everyone else at SLF, so please don't lump us all together, even though we keep ourselves kind of lumped up together and are never far apart.

Our role here is to help restore the land (otherwise known as: eat), be happy, contribute to the compost business-line, and grow our amazing, glorious wool, which is sheared twice a year.

Mabel

I am a wonderful girl, and I definitely march to my own drummer. My wool, in case you can't tell, is black and lovely. I am pretty speedy and work hard to maintain my image as a woman of mystery.

Otto

Let's face it. I am sweet. Eat out of your hand kind of sweet. My wool is white, curly and kind of funny. Just like me. I'm the littlest boy here (all the boys are wethers, which means we're neutered rams). I really liked to hang out with Frieda, but she's not here anymore, so I'm figuring a lot of things out. In between treats.

Bruno

I'm the tallest guy here, and while I may not be the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree, I'm definitely the loudest. I take my role of letting the humans know when we are in need of treats very seriously. Can you tell my wool is dark brown, and solid? No frills, like me.

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