Recently the freezers were cleaned out again where I work. There was a huge amount of bread products that were destined for the dumpster. As usual I brought them home. This was good stuff too, I even ended up eating some of the bagels. There were bagels--cinnamon and raisin, honey wheat, blueberry,-- yeast rolls, hamburger and hot dog buns--lots of variety.
When I started becoming the recipient of all this bounty I would feed it out to the chickens. Nine elderly chickens can't or won't consume as much as I needed to feed them before it went bad. So I started to feed it to the sheep. In the process I have made the sheep into bread brats.
Gracie on the left (and her daughter Hope on the right) believe the pushier you are the more you get.I only feed a small bucketful at a time so it's more of a treat than a food supplement. They are remarkably broad in their acceptance of the flavor varieties.
I used to hand it out piece by piece but the mob scene got a little scary--now I just toss it out on the ground like I would for the chickens. This ticks Gracie off, as she thinks she should be hand fed. However since she is one of the worst of the pushy offenders, she can't be hand fed, and myself stay in an upright position.
It's a fun supplement for the sheep and they enjoy the treat. They get pretty obnoxious about hanging around the gate and baa-ing for more, but once the supply dries up they go back to normal. I will say this though--they can hear a plastic bag rustle a mile away. No matter where I am on the place if I have any kind of plastic bag they can hear it and will start running around and baa-ing. Silly sheep, but definitely not stupid--they know which side their bread is buttered on! ;-)