Right now I am having to get to relearn my entire flock. After shearing, all the animals look completely different. Like, I can’t tell who they are without reading their eartags. A few I can tell, of course. The boys; Herbert, Greyson, and Buddy all have horns and (now) all have bells. When we change to fresh grass, it sounds like a demented windchime being tossed in a storm.
But the ladies are more difficult, as many of them look very similar to one another without their big coats of wool. One way I can tell is, ironically, by their lambs.
Others I just have to try to read their name tags. I really wish I had taken a photo of each sheep just prior to shearing so that you could see the shocking difference in coloring that is under those big balls of wool.
Even the lambs are in on this color changing thing. About half of them are starting to clearly change colors from those they were born with. The ones born the same colors as their mama’s seem to be keeping those colors, especially the black lambs born to black ewes. This lamb isn’t a particularly good example of this, but does show another new thing in the flock. The lambs are now all eating grass and looking adorable as they chew their cud!