Today we worked with the lambs set aside to show at the Warren County Fair. Nothing special, just normal sheep "maintenance"; worming, trimming hooves and generally checking them over. They were not enthusiastic about the hoof trimming. I always manage to bang, scrape or cut some appendage of my own when I do this. My right hand looks like I've taken up bare knuckle fighting as a hobby. It will heal in a few days and be none the worse for the wear. I'm afraid my hands are in the awkward in-between stage; not callused enough for a real farmer, but too beat up for a proper lawyer.