So Peter and I went for a walk in the forest had a cup of coffee and a sandwich and dscussed tactics. We agreed that curiosity always gets the better of them, so we decided to walk down to the lake (they love it down there, especially if we are around chopping wood or if the dogs are taking a swim) and sure enough they all followed. I sat on the grass and waited for Elisa to wander over. Which she did. And that was it. Peter took hold of her while I started clipping.
She will be staying outdoors for another week or so. It freezes at night so we didn't give her a short back and sides.
We should've done this 3-4 weeks ago, maybe even earlier, but it won't take long for the wool to grow again and she'll be indoors anyway.
She was so calm, patient and gentle. She must've got seriously bored and hungry waiting for me to finish. Anyway, I'm sure she has her own opinion on how I rank as a sheep shearer...
Of course, I didn't even attempt to get the fleece off in a single piece: I'll leave that to the pros.
She seems happy enough and was pestering me for more carrots all morning. They also had some parsnips and the rest of the parsley from the garden.