Ivan, The New Guy
"Good morning, Martin. What's happening today?"
Martin replies excitedly, "I'm getting a new ram today."
"That sounds good. Where…"
My question is cut short by Martin interrupting, "Gotta go! James is here with the truck and trailer."
James quietly asks Martin, "How far is this place?"
"Somewhere out by Fort Macleod."
Further down the road, James asks again, "How far is it? We've passed Fort Macleod AND Head Smashed In."
"Well, just a little further."
"Okay. But the paved road ended a while back and now the gravel road is finished and we're driving on a dirt road?"
"The lady selling the ram wasn't really willing to part with him. I kind of had to twist her arm. Maybe she gave us the wrong directions," chuckled Martin. "Just kidding."
Finally, when the road ended, they saw a farmstead cozily tucked into the hillside. There was no where else to go. It must be the place.
"Hello! I'm here for a ram that you have for sale."
"Yes, he's right over here."
And there he was…this small, black sheep with a bushy tangle of dreadlocks and straw.
Martin had been looking to replace our ram and saw an ad for a Gotland ram for sale. Never having heard of this breed before, he did some research and knew he wanted it.
Like the Speckle Park beef breed, which we have for our beef herd, Gotland sheep are smaller, with many other desirable features, such as hardiness and excellent meat quality.
Getting the new guy back home, the first thing Martin and James did was to give him a hair cut. It wasn't hard because the little guy submitted quietly to their handling. The hardest part for Martin was finding the tail so it wouldn't get clipped it in the midst of the black bushiness.
The second thing was to give him a name.
Someone suggested "Igor" because the ram reminded them of Igor, our friend from the Czech Republic who visits us. They're both quiet, small, and have lots of unruly black curly hair, only Igor has only two legs while the ram has four. But it would be a little weird to have two Igors and it would be hard to know who you were talking about half the time, maybe even who you're taking to.
Jeannie thought of Ivan…Ivan, the Terrible, which is funny because the new ram is the exact opposite. He is really a cute little guy and very gentle. Maybe Ivan the Terrible came across that way, too. Who knows?
So, meet Ivan, the New Guy.