Here’s a few more. These are still old Finnish riddles, and still translated by me.
J9: First we skin the hide, then we shear the wool. What are we doing?
J10: Five brothers go first, the bald one chasing them
J11: I go far, yet I don’t move. Who am I?
J12: Tiny flea gors to the forest, even a thousand horses can bring it back home. What is it?
J13: The longer I am, the better. The thicker I am, the better. Mostly I’m used at night. Who am I?