Nara and Azam left us yesterday, we grew to love you Nara and also developed a greater understanding and appreciation of your country and your religion through you. We are all going to miss you and hope that you and brother Azam enjoy your farm experience in Oregon.
Lesley and Derek continued to work on their anti –climb- in- sheep-feeder, they are enjoying and are taking pride in their project and at the mention of power tools both sets of eyes light up with anticipation!!! We are excited to get the feeder in situ as currently, “not so little” lambs forget that they are weighing about 70-80 lbs and don’t fit in spaces that used to accommodate little 8lb morsels. We cringe as chubby bodies launch themselves into the not so stable plastic feeding trough and scrabble and scrap for space as the feeder rocks. The new and improved wooden feeder being lovingly constructed by L and D will not be big enough for even little lambs which will prevent pee soup fermenting in the hay…I’m pretty confident they will find some other irritant for us to combat but right now, I’m looking forward to seeing all the sheep and lambs right where they should be, at the feeder on four legs..on the ground.
I learnt an anatomy lesson last night. I had been convinced that young Hol-ley the Dexter calf had a poopy problem every time I fed her. Each time I did the necessary, my kitchen towel got soaked and disintegrated in my hand. Yuk!!!! As I tickled her butt to stimulate some action in her nether regions ( if you know what I mean !) last night, the brain light bulb suddenly shone very brightly…I was stimulating the wrong bit of “bits” and little Hol-ley was obligingly peeing in response! DOH!! Friend Jourdin took the half gallon bottle and gargantuan teat out to give the calf her evening feed last night, it was cute to watch her interaction, I think Jourdin was more intimidated by little brown Hol-ley than she was with Jourdin.
Since the cuckoo clock has been silenced and no longer tells me that I’m late, I didn’t realize that I am….so it’s time to get down to the barn and feed some animals that have a tummy clock that NEVER runs late. Take care, keep safe, M
Lesley and Derek continued to work on their anti –climb- in- sheep-feeder, they are enjoying and are taking pride in their project and at the mention of power tools both sets of eyes light up with anticipation!!! We are excited to get the feeder in situ as currently, “not so little” lambs forget that they are weighing about 70-80 lbs and don’t fit in spaces that used to accommodate little 8lb morsels. We cringe as chubby bodies launch themselves into the not so stable plastic feeding trough and scrabble and scrap for space as the feeder rocks. The new and improved wooden feeder being lovingly constructed by L and D will not be big enough for even little lambs which will prevent pee soup fermenting in the hay…I’m pretty confident they will find some other irritant for us to combat but right now, I’m looking forward to seeing all the sheep and lambs right where they should be, at the feeder on four legs..on the ground.
I learnt an anatomy lesson last night. I had been convinced that young Hol-ley the Dexter calf had a poopy problem every time I fed her. Each time I did the necessary, my kitchen towel got soaked and disintegrated in my hand. Yuk!!!! As I tickled her butt to stimulate some action in her nether regions ( if you know what I mean !) last night, the brain light bulb suddenly shone very brightly…I was stimulating the wrong bit of “bits” and little Hol-ley was obligingly peeing in response! DOH!! Friend Jourdin took the half gallon bottle and gargantuan teat out to give the calf her evening feed last night, it was cute to watch her interaction, I think Jourdin was more intimidated by little brown Hol-ley than she was with Jourdin.
Since the cuckoo clock has been silenced and no longer tells me that I’m late, I didn’t realize that I am….so it’s time to get down to the barn and feed some animals that have a tummy clock that NEVER runs late. Take care, keep safe, M
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