Sometimes I wish I just had a video camera strapped to my head, or perhaps just an iPhone in my pocket.
My husband came home early and let the sheep out into the bigger pasture. I came home a few hours later and Audrey and the streaky lamb were out on the front lawn. Apparently, now that Scarlett has moved, they feel that the horse stall is not off-limits, and once in the horse stall, the ewes can just squeeze through the galvanized pipe panels.
Elvis was trying to assert his ram-ness but the horses weren't having it. Well, patient paint was just standing there looking at him - Elvis didn't know what to do, because he couldn't reach anything to butt satisfactorily and Ohia wasn't impressed. So Elvis turned to Gib - who promptly bit him on the head. Not hard, just a warning.
Elvis obviously felt that Ohia was better company, because he went and stood nose to nose to him.
I really wanted a camera.