The Red Ram

"He that can have patience, can have what he will."
- Benjamin Franklin

A few days after our arrival in Connemara, we noticed that a bright red, and rather large, ram had suddenly appeared in our yard amongst the other sheep.  Unlike the others who had a couple of small areas painted to identify them, his entire body was painted in a red so bright you could see him from a long way off.  It quickly became apparent why he was there. 

This guy had a job to do.  Well, several jobs to do and he took his mission very seriously.  He moved through the crowd like Casanova in a night club full of beautiful women on a Friday evening.  The only difference was that every night was Friday night for this guy.

I have to hand it to the guy for his patience and persistence.  He faced rejection from the females about 80-90 percent of the time, but when one turned him down, he moved on to the next one, usually the very next one a few feet away.  Some of the rejections were funny.  Some of the ewes flat out ran from him. 

 

He provided some hilarious entertainment for us whenever we happened to look out the window or be outside for any reason and, after a while, we noticed he had a playbook he referred to when working the ladies.  He would approach, hang around nonchalantly, chat them up a bit, and then try to make his move.  Many of the gals would walk away with a definite 'I am not interested' flair.  However, some would stay in place until he did make his move and, just at that moment, they would walk forward a few steps, causing his two front legs to drop straight to the ground.

Awww.  I have to say, he looks very tender here.  Whispering sweet nothings to her.

Awww.  I have to say, he looks very tender here.  Whispering sweet nothings to her.

One day as I went to load my camera in the car for an outing, I saw him passed out on the ground.  I laughed and thought, he must have finally scored with someone and is now doing what a guy does after all that hard work, immediately fall asleep.

After I had taken the photo of him sleeping, I went back inside the cabin for a moment.  I was in there less than five minutes, I kid you not, and when I came out he was up and at it again.  I thought, this guy must be pretty young if all he needs is a five-minute nap before another round.

Score.

Score.

Another day, another lady.   He's got a very sweet expression on his face (even though I temporarily interrupted his train of thought with this photo op).

Another day, another lady.  
He's got a very sweet expression on his face (even though I temporarily interrupted his train of thought with this photo op).

 

Good job, Red!  I have a feeling there will be plenty of little lambs, come Spring.

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