She is a 3 week old South Dorset Down - no Angelina, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right? Her particular kind usually wind up shrink wrapped and sold by the joint for an extortionate sum, but I have more than a sneaking suspicion that she will idle away a long life napping on the deck and nibbling on clover and my vege garden.
The kids adore her, and she follows them around everywhere - inside and out. Only one wee puddle as evidence so far, but I think we might have to have a 'cloven hooves outside' rule. Cruel as it may sound, I think I prefer beasts of the field to remain in the field. Or at least the deck.
She's currently drinking a bottle of raw cows milk 4 times a day, but as she's starting to eat grass a bit, we might be able to cut that down to 3 feeds in a week or so.
And here's Farmer Soph in her working clothes - just be thankful she's not wearing an animal's tail and swimming goggles also!