Finding Mercy

Have you ever been waiting a long time to get a pet of your own? So have I and I will share the story of when I got mine.  We drove to a local rancher’s place and when we got there we were greeted by a dog barking and a friendly voice that said ‘Welcome!” Mrs. Kern showed us the pen where all of the yearling ewes were.  She had sorted out about 20 ewes for us to pick from. I chose an energetic white yearling that had orange eyelashes and orange spots down the side of her neck.  I named her Mercy.

We then loaded Mercy along with my sister's sheep, Gwen, into the back of my Dad’s red F-150. We would head out shortly and drive 45 minutes back to our little farm, to a new home for these two sheep. They were smarter than the other sheep that we had gotten last year and they laid down so they would not be so blown by the wind. 
We got home and unloaded them out of the back of the truck. Dad had to back up to the ditch and we called them out. They were put in the pasture with the 6 other ewes that we had gotten last year. It was going to take awhile for them to get along with each other but we were confident that they were not going to hurt each other, so we went inside for a delicious dinner that my mom had prepared. That was the first time that I had had my own animal.

By Ellie Benson