Feeding sheep. There are 7 pregnant ladies in this group. Plus some young ewes that aren’t ready for a boyfriend.
This is an every day thing.
In an effort to spread out the feed so everyone can eat, I have two small tubs that I put feed in. It MUST be BETTER than what’s in the feed bunk, so they run to get there first. In the nanosecond it takes for me to pour feed, they stick their greedy heads in the way so feed splatters everywhere but in the pan.
Then I move to the other pan and they run to that one too.
Then one sweet ewe who doesn’t fight for a bite, You got anything for me?