A Horse Apiece?

I knew it wouldn't last. But what surprises me is how long it took for her to come to her senses. My sister has always been crazy about pets since we were little. Now that she's married and has two daughters of her own, she has allowed a few of them to enter her home: hamsters, a crotchety, ill-tempered cat (that I gave her), newts (that she gave back to me) and most recently a hunting dog that thinks she's human.
When she moved out into the country my sister began to entertain all sorts of possibilities including nurturing the untamed cats that the neighbor refused to feed. Well, she accomplished her goal and now can't get rid of the felines hanging around her porch and crouching below her bird feeder, waiting to nab the bright-feathered creatures.
Her biggest foray into animal husbandry was when she talked her husband into buying two lambs for her daughter's 4-H project. While Arnold eventually made his way to the stockyards, Lucille remained back at home, eating to her hearts content and getting fatter by the month. After a cold winter of hauling water out back to the bellowing wool-lined dictator they tried to find a home for her via a classified ad. The result: no takers. So what do you do? Buy of ram, of course. While it was one of our most docile rams on the farm, my father-in-law warned them not to let their guard down for a moment.
When they brought him home, I honestly think my sister had visions of cute little lambs bounding around the property come spring. What she didn't count on was the love/hate relationship the animals would enter into. The ram's Rambo-style courtship was so aggressive they eventually had to separate the two. Instead the sheep had to content themselves with a long distance relationship. So much for love!
As the months passed, my sister developed an amicable relationship with the ram who follows her every movement as she tends her nearby garden and flowerbeds. While Judy thinks the ram is her buddy, he secretly wonders how he can send her aloft as she bends over to pull out a handful of weeds! As long as there's a fence between them, that relationship should last.
Earlier this year, the wooly couple surprised them by producing a small ram lamb during a bitter cold spell in March. As they weren't expecting the arrival, the discovered him too late and attempts to keep him alive proved futile. I really think that's when their dreams of sheep being ideal pets were dashed. So this year after spreading the word about their flock of two, a neighbor who raises sheep has agreed to take the unproductive pair into her flock.
So what project is next for the farm hobbysists? According to their youngest daughter, a horse, of course!