And the 5 little pasture pets refuse to come into the barn except to grab a bite. The outer 2 inches of wool was frozen this morning. We've been having rain, snow, and high winds, and they nestle together in the pasture under a tree as though it was still balmy weather. Granted, the wool is thick and long, but, being a new sheep mother, I worry. Slammed the door shut tonight before they could dash out, so they will at least be under cover and eat their hay. It's not that they are unfriendly--they are still spooked by being shut in and given shots, etc by the vet. How much inclement weather can these little Black Welsh Mountain sheep take?