It’s a difficult transition from fresh green grass to hay for the sheep; they miss grazing and get hungry and anxious after a storm. Issachar comes to the gate and sticks his head out when Maria and I come by, he wants us to go into the barn and bring out some hay..

He is impatient and has no fear of Fate or us or Zinnia; he pays them no mind. As luck would have it, I was on the other side of the gate when he popped his head out to demand some food. He got plenty of hay. I got a good close-up. Fair is fair.