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Thursday, June 2, 2011
Blackest Black
Black lambs are hard to snap. At least for me. Yet one early morning recently I found this little guy still in the sheep pen with Mom. Mom didn't seem disturbed at my presence and let me stay awhile and take some snaps.
I recently came across a blog from a sheep farm. The pictures and videos are cute indeed! Stop by sheepgal.typepad.com and take a few minutes to smile.
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