and so the rain begins, mirroring my tears, washing Rowdy's remains into the earth, cleansing my grief, reminding me of the cycle of life, the balance of Nature. The magnitude of horrific events all over the world surround me, serving not to diminish my tragedy, but helping me accept it, to absorb it, allowing me to consider making something beautiful with Rowdy's fleece, which awaits me in my studio...
How was I to know that after Jolt left for his new home in Arizona that that would also be the last time we saw his buddy, Rowdy?
The mountain lion didn't know I had watched and helped him be born,
that I named him "Rowdy" because he squalled constantly from the moment he took his first breath,
that he was unusual and special, his coloring being almost albino,
that his fleece would become beautiful,
that he was best buddies with our ram, Jolt,
that his personality would travel deep in my heart and I would love him and now miss him terribly. I don't blame the lion, but life is hard sometimes...
Mixed feelings today. We are so happy that Jolt will be celebrating his ram-ness at a new farm, but it's tough to see this beautiful guy go.
He wasn't too sure about riding in a trailer, but we're sure he'll be happy when he gets to his new home, in Snowflake Arizona.
His wether buddy, Rowdy, misses him already!
The girls were curious about the event, too.
Rowdy got moved in with Yahtzee and Onslo, so he won't be lonely.
It will take awhile for them to get used to each other, but mostly Yahtzee wants to make sure he's still the favorite...