Sunday, February 18, 2018
Saturday, February 17, 2018
Keira is my oldest Dorset/Romney.
Thursday the 15th she delivered a large lamb.
The poor lamb could not nurse on her mother as
her nipples are HUGE! At least the size of my thumb.
So, since she managed to destroy her fleece. and we
needed to see what was going on under her, Jerry sheared her.
Can you see how big those are?
We ended up milking her into a bottle.
We then put a nipple on the bottle in order
to feed the lamb. Lambs need the mother's
colostrum as soon as possible for the necessary
antibodies to survive and thrive.
Leeza, Mae's twin sister, also lambed Thursday morning.
Her twin, Mae, is across from her with her own
little one. It looks like Mae buried it in the hay to keep it warm.
The grain bag is stapled to the wall to keep the breeze/wind out.
Back to Keira.
Her bag is so big, and so low to the ground that
the lamb has to kneel down in order to feed.
Keira and her lamb.
Jerry is on vacation next week.
I am planning on him shearing a whole lot
of our ewes. At least all who have lambed.
We are too close to lambing for the last 9 to be
sheared. He can do them right after they lamb.
I would be beyond thrilled if they would do
that next week when he is home!!! My shoulder
is not liking moving sheep. Even if I am only doing
it with my right hand. I am still using all the muscles.
But, on the shoulder front. Tuesday when I saw my physical
therapist he was not happy with me as I had undone all of my
progress for at least 2 weeks when I slipped on the ice earlier
in the week. Yesterday he said I am back to almost where I was
before and I can start using weights again. Only a 1/2 pound,
not the full pound, but at least I am going forward again!
I see the surgeon again on the 23rd. Hopefully she will be happy
with the progress I am making and not disappointed in me slipping
on the ice... Falling might have hurt less. :(
Enjoy your weekend all!
And the warmer temperatures that they are calling for next week.
Thursday, February 15, 2018
Cassidy's 3 day old.
It is so hard to get pictures
of the all black lambs/sheep.
Magic and her pure Romney ram.
Natalie and her many speckled lamb.
Left to right
Chip-Horned Dorset yearling
Jeremy is a much bigger ram
than his father Stormy.
I have high hopes for Chip.
Look at those horns.
His mother was not supposed to get
bred last year, but I am glad she did
as we lost Chip's father and we did not
have another other Horned Dorset rams
born that would have interested us for breeding.
You can see all the wood ash Jerry has spread, and
in other places (like the driveway) the blue stone/sand
that the neighbor's have spread. You can also see how
steep it is going up to the chicken house.
Going up to the barn.
Coming out of the barn and headed to the house.
Looks pretty safe right now.
Even going down the driveway.
Going up the driveway.
Going across the driveway.
Right now it is 49 degrees out. Ice is melting.
That is great. Until, the sun goes down and the
temperature plummets. Then any water on the
ash or sand freezes back into glass.
Earlier this week, I slipped on said 'glass'.
Do you know what hurts worse than falling on
the ice after shoulder surgery. Slipping on the ice
and having the affected arm swing out away from
your body and then snap back to your side. 😭
My physical therapist was no amused.
I managed to undo at least 2 weeks worth of
PT. He would like to wrap me up in bubble wrap
and tie me to my chair until I am fully healed.
That could be a LONG few months...
And, no, the ice grippers do NOT work
when the ice is like glass. At least not on the hill.