In New Hampshire: Sheep and Shear Ecstasy

"Oh. just look at his eyes. Let's take him home," coos a blonde woman. Clad in an Antartex lambskin jacket draped over the L.L. Bean genuine hand-knit imported Icelandic fleece sweater, she is cootchy-cooing into the face of a freshly shorn Shropshire ewe. "But, honey," groans her husband, waving a brand-new shepherd's crook in the direction of the sheep's hindquarters, "it's a she, not a he."

Of course most of the folks who turned up at the second annual Sheep and Wool Festival of the New Hampshire Sheep Breeders Association can distinguish a ram from a ewe. Even so, plenty of them...

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