In a previous post, I mentioned that we're experiencing a lot of flooding of the pastures around our town. One result of that is that there isn't enough pasture for all our family's animals. My host family decided they needed to butcher two of the sheep so that the rest can survive.
I woke up this morning to the sound of a sheep's final words. The butchering took place in our courtyard, right outside my window.
The butchers came early in the morning, with all their tools.They are very, very good at what they do.
The pelts will be sold, as well as mot of the meat. They separated the innards for various uses. Almost nothing went to waste.
Bye-bye sheep. See you at lunch.