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Reading Sheep

At the moment, it’s pretty quiet around here.  Don’t misunderstand…there’s plenty to do but none of it seems terribly interesting…at least to us.   We’ve been doing this sheep/farm stuff  for so many years that we tend to do much of it on autopilot.  I’ve been looking around for some things that might be new to you. 

Like this…

marked up butt

The back end of the ewe tells a story.

This coat says a lot about where this ewe has been and what she’s been up to… kind of like a sheep passport.

The big blue splodge is something to celebrate.  It was left there by the ram’s crayon when he had his way with her.   Before the ram is introduced to his group of ewes, we truss him up in this harness with a big block of crayon secured to it…poor guy…humiliating.  After 16 days (the number of days in a ewe’s reproductive cycle), we change the crayon to a different color.  That way, if his attempts to breed her were unsuccessful the first time around, we know it by a second (different colored) mark later on. 

In the case of the ewe in the photo…just the big blue splodge there — BINGO on the first try!  YAY!   We love it when that happens!  There are loads of reasons why but for now let’s just say the ewe gets points for being receptive and the ram gets points for being efficient.   

I have to mention here…If you’ve looked at the harness link, you should not believe the part about “crayons easily changed.”  There is nothing easy about lying on the ground under a 250 pound ram who, at that moment,  prefers his ewes to anything else in the world while you fiddle with needlenose pliers, cotter pins and holes that refuse to line up.  Oh — and he’s trying to ChaCha on your face! 

So…what do the other smaller marks mean?  They’re the result of  “working the sheep” — a term shepherds use to describe gathering a group of sheep together to “do something” to them.   We usually pen them in a small area so they can’t run away from us and then walk calmly among them to choose a sheep to “work” on.   When we’ve finished with that  particular sheep, it gets a mark so we can easily see not to choose that sheep again. 

In this case, the pink mark means the ewe was given the sheep equivalent of  “Frontline.”  I had noticed a couple of the ewes rubbing against the feeders and gates so decided to be safe rather than sorry and treat them with a topical debugger.  Those little tiny bugs are very difficult to see — and I didn’t find any — but I also didn’t want to risk losing fleeces!  

The yellow mark means the ewe was checked for internal parasites (aka worms).  We can get a pretty good idea of who needs treatment by looking at the inner eyelid of the sheep.  If the mucus membranes are nice and red, she’s good to go.  If they’re pale, she needs to be treated because those nasty parasites are feasting on her blood.  We check the adult sheep every few months…sometimes more often in the warmer months.

That’s the story behind this sheep’s coat…

Shearing 2010

Our shearing  is scheduled for Saturday, March 20th — the first day of Spring!  

When I made the date, I didn’t realize it was a “good karma” date.  But what a nice day to celebrate our harvest.  And if there are any fleecey sheep left in the pen when we call it a day, we’ll finish up on Sunday.  Emily (our fabulous shearer) and I will firm things up a little closer to the date.  As soon as I know real times, etc I’ll post them.  (Usually Emily arrives about 9:30AM)

We hope you’ll  come and get your hands into some wonderfully warm fleeces.  Really…if you’ve never had your hands in a freshly shorn fleece…you need to do it!  If you’ve never skirted a fleece, that’s OK… we’ll teach you.  If you’re an old pro, lucky us!  But if you just want to stand by and watch, that’s OK, too!   Please leave a comment, email or call us if you’d like to come by so we can plan for refreshments.  

Here are a couple of photos from last year —

waiting for the shearer

Who wants to be next?

pretty grey fleece

pretty grey fleece coming off -- thanks to ewe & Emily

Spoke too soon...

So…remember that last post…the one where I said it had stopped snowing and all was right with our world?

Well, that was all very temporary!    When we woke up on Tuesday, it was snowing again.  We must not have been paying attention when the weather guy was predicting another 6+ inches!   It continued to snow through much of Wednesday…

WeatherSow buried

Where's the WeatherSow?

So we tractored (now used twice, it’s a word for sure) and shoveled and found a few more nooks and crannies for snow storage.   Jim tried once again to get the 12 year old snowblower started…no dice.  He uttered a few choice words and disappeared for an hour or so.  And look what he brought home…

new snowblower

electric start & turns on a dime -- what more could we ask for!

  OK — it took a pretty big bite out of the “side by side fund” but we’d still be fooling with snow without it.  The great thing about snowblowers is they can get into small spaces that the tractor can’t.  And they don’t create mountains of snow that are still hanging around making mud in April.

The sheep can get to their feeders, the chickens are happily scratching around outside and once again…all’s right with our world.

waiting for breakfast

wet and bedraggled ewes wait patiently for their hay

Holy Sow!

When we headed for bed on Sunday night, it had just started snowing…no worries though.  The weather folks assured us — “not much accumulation on the coast — about 2 to 4 inches.”  It was still snowing in the morning…

weathersow

Weathersow is up to her snout in snow!

and it continued to snow well into the afternoon!

Almost a foot of snow later…we tractored (is that really a word?) and shoveled snow into every available nook and cranny around the farm.  We can open the barn doors, the sheep can get to their feeders, the chickens can get out of their house and scratch around for their snacks from the kitchen… all’s right with our world!

Taste Test

The results are in…the seaweed is a hit! 

sharing seaweed

Jolie and Tatum testing (and loving) the seaweed.

Jolie and Tatum are older girls and let’s just say…they’re not shy!  They tried to hog the bowl but we made sure the more timid girls had a taste, too.  That little bag didn’t go very far but I think it’s safe to say they’d be OK if we changed them over to this.  I’ll have to take a look at how it compares to their current minerals.