So, these sheep have iridescent wool, which is neat because *iridescent*, but it’s also neat because I recently learned about the only mammal to have iridescent fur: the golden mole. (Here’s a link to a short article about it.) And apparently, its iridescent fur does great at repelling water.

So basically, these iridescent sheep have iridescent wool that also does a great job at repelling water. Which makes it wool that you can create jackets and raincoats and cloaks out of, so that you, fellow adventurer, can wear them in the rain without becoming a sopping wet mess as you travel. A must-have in any explorer's suitcase, really.

In A Cure for Happiness, Brieuc’s family farm has iridescent sheep. They sell the wool to factories that then take that wool and turn it into yarn which they can then sell or make tight-knit water-proof clothing out of. Because its main use is to create clothing that protects you from the rain, the yarn has to be pretty fine so that the result can be a tightly-knit shield.

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Also, it’s really hard to dye the wool/yarn from iridescent sheep, so whatever is made from it tends to stay iridescent. I don’t think that’s the worst thing in the world, though. It's a classic look, and everyone who can even call themselves somewhat stylish in the smallest sense of the word own an iridescent-wool jacket. Or, at least, a (very) wide-brimmed iridescent-wool hat. Or a cape. You get the gist. As long as Brieuc's supplying high-quality, genuine iridescent wool, his farm will never go out of business, because it's always on demand.

But in order to provide high-quality iridescent wool, these sheep have to be pampered. And when I say pampered, I don't mean a little pat on the head and a little extra feed in their trough. I'm talking the highest-grade food money can buy - and each sheep gets a personal bowl. Weekly bathing trips to the river. Only the best mud-soap to wash them with. A visit from the hoof specialist once a month. And - a family secret that Brieuc's father made him swear to never tell anyone - a few minutes with each sheep at the end of each evening, to talk to them, to 'tuck them in', as it were.

Drama queens and divas, the lot of them. But be warned: iridescent sheep are an envious lot. If you give something to one of them, you'd better give it to all of them.

There are probably going to be some more fun facts about the iridescent sheep, but for now, this is the main idea behind their concept.