Who is a butthead?

No, not me. Somebody else.

Savvy the sheep is a butthead. We caught her (three times), dragged her to the little triangular shearing pen, and proceeded to remove the remaining half a fleece.  She fought. She bucked. She stepped on feet. She tried to climb out. It took both of us, but we won. 

That's newly cut fleece on the left, and the bit we did last month on the
 right. She'll look a bit funny for a few days. Good.

That's her fleece on the fence there.

It was a beautiful day for butthead shearing. 

Next I'm working on paving the rabbit yard so their fleeces will stay clean when they go out and frolic. C. is busy in the garden, as usual.