This first year Polecat lambed, she did not like her baby one little bit. So I confined her to a stall and every 4 hours had to pin her to the wall with my knee in her shoulder so 'Lyka' could eat. My adopted son-in-law came one day to see the lambs and help with the feeding time asked what her name was and I replied I had never named her. "Well, she is a stinker like a polecat!" and hence the name "Polecat" has stuck ever since. She is a Shetland/Finn ewe (old style-look at her crooked horns!) and this little lamb's daddy is a registered Cormo. Think fleece with length and softness. AWESOME! I love this blend of fleece as it is luxurious!