Meet the Flock

The natural leader. Guides the flock every time they move fields. Loves a tummy rub — and will follow until he gets one. He once photobombed a selfie.

Ivan was the first to come over, lie down beside Juliet, and enjoy a cuddle. By showing the others that humans could be safe, he helped the whole flock begin to heal.

Ben arrived with his brother Bill, two beautiful Valais Blacknose sheep who were both desperately ill with anaemia. They were almost impossible to tell apart, except that Ben had a short tail and Bill a longer one. Tragically, while they were both too weak to stand, their identities were confused and Bill was put to sleep by the vet; only afterwards, when the surviving sheep stood and revealed his short tail, did we realise he was Ben. Suddenly without the brother who had always been beside him, Ben was heartbroken. But our flock rallied around him: Simon came first, staying by his side, followed by Ivan and then Ringo. Surrounded by their quiet companionship and care, Ben slowly grew stronger — a beautiful example of the extraordinary bonds sheep form with one another.

Mischievous and resourceful — once got stuck in the weigh scales and simply blinked while Juliet took it apart to free him. He and Fred seem to be in a club for sheep who get stuck.

His speckled white nose got him rescued. He once jumped into a reen — Juliet swam through muddy water in her underwear to save him. Conk now avoids water entirely.

Huge, enthusiastic and remorseless. He ran into the back of Juliet's legs in excitement for food, launching her over the trough. The flock ate off her while she flailed. William had no regrets.

Large, wilful and unstoppable. Once tried to make a run for Milverton during a field move. When Mark approached, Kisses headbutted him in the stomach. Juliet held on like a rodeo queen.

Got tangled in the electric fencing and pulled it down entirely — then led the whole flock into the neighbour's field. Stood calmly in the middle like a king of chaos. Utterly unbothered.

Loves thorny bushes and brambles, often ending up with shrubbery styled on his head. Tore out his own ear tag one day. Carries on his adventures tag-free and tangle-prone.

Massive, with mask-like facial markings — but he's not bold. Shy, gentle and thoughtful, Zorro hides behind others and lets them make the first move. Beloved by the flock.

Sam is absolutely unique in our flock. A four-horned Jacob, his most striking feature is the pair of horns growing from the top of his head, reaching straight towards the sky. One of his horns once began growing towards his head and had to be carefully cut back before it could cause him pain, but today they have grown back and are magnificent. Sam certainly knows how impressive he is too — he once decided to try to headbutt me, so these days I always keep one eye on him when I’m in the field! With those extraordinary skyward horns and his larger-than-life personality, there really is no mistaking Sam.

Loves to pick herbs from the pasture and shows the younger ones the best ones to eat. Gentle and nurturing. Happiest when lying down, slowly chewing a sweet leaf.

Named for the four-leaf clover shape on his side. Rescued from slaughter. Stays quietly with his close group of friends. Enjoys peace and safety — exactly as he should.

Broke through an electric fence with it caught around his neck. Bucked like a bronco until freed — then promptly returned to eating, as if nothing had happened.

Four Jacob boys who arrived after a stranger rang Juliet: "If you don't take them, they're going to slaughter!" She fenced off a new field and welcomed them in. They've been an inseparable gang ever since — full of character, charm, and cheek.