Side Quest: Meet the Boys

The choice had been made: one breeding ram and one wether companion.

Just like that, we had our boys—and it didn’t take long before they earned their names…

Harry

Our breeding ram, Harry, is big and strong, with a sleek coat of deepest black and two short white socks on his back feet. He loves running, jumping, and pestering Luna for fun—or his mama for milk. He’s already beginning to graze, faithfully following Cho and Luna around every day.

Why “Harry”?

Potter’s Sheep was getting a fresh start—and suddenly the name just felt right.

Harry.

A little boy with black hair—loved fiercely by his mama.

Ron

Harry’s soon-to-be wether companion, Ron, is much smaller than Harry—but don’t let that fool you. This little stinker is full of mischief, frequently trying to steal our two ewe lambs’ bottles.

He loves to run and do little sideways jumps, as if clicking his heels together mid-air. He’s eager to play, though the girls aren’t quite ready for his roughhousing antics. And he learned to follow quickly—every time I think I’ve lost him, I look down, and sure enough, he’s sticking to me like Velcro.

Why “Ron”?

Well, both my friend’s family and our family thought “Ron” the moment we saw him. He’s a red ram—clearly a Weasley—and…how do I say this gently?…he has…mommy issues…just like his namesake. My favorite thing so far is to sing out a sharp, “Ronald Weasley!” in my best Molly Weasley voice whenever he’s being a stinker.

And really—does it get any more ride-or-die than Ron Weasely? I have a feeling this one’s going to keep us on our toes.

A breeding ram, a steady companion, and a brand-new beginning for our flock.

Meanwhile, elsewhere on the homestead…chaos was already brewing. Stay tuned—For His Naughty Dog is up next.