Feed me

We went to Loch Leven's Larder near Milnathort for lunch today. The snowy views over a partially frozen loch were brassic.

This lone ram (any guesses of the breed) paced a deep furrow up and down the fence line hoping for some food to be sent his way.

The reindeer dust is on the door step, the carrot and glass of milk is on the fireplace, the stockings are laid out...anything I've forgotten?