Moving sheep on our farm has been far, far easier than I ever thought it would be.
I have long ago shed the suspicion that sheep are stupid - quite the contrary, it is easier to move them to a fresh new paddock than our alpacas, which are supposedly more intelligent.
With sheep all you do is drop one section of electric netting and in they go, eagerly.
With our boys, we drop the electric line... and wait... and wait... and wait... sometimes we slowly herd them towards the new opening, only to have them circle around the paddock again and again.
Eventually one of them will notice the new opening in the fence (usually Boo) and wander over.
The sheep on the other hand wait in eager anticipation for the event.
Below is a very short video of the process. Behind the whir of the wind you can hear the screech of a Red-tailed Hawk as it scolds us for being in its territory. You will see how our sheep LOVE the Queen Anne's Lace.
I just love watching them go onto a new paddock. You can almost feel their glee.
What gives you glee this weekend?