Originally Posted by scottcaddy
Are your 2 girls awed by the TV Stars that are sharing their home now?
Awed indeed...now when I let the girls out to potty, Emmy don't potty, she heads straight to the sheep party(?)... I said, "POTTY" not "PARTY," you animals! POTTY animals!
Yup, the gate access to the Ram Pasture (now a SEVEN ewe pasture...oh poop, gotta quit calling it that I guess...er not since Rick says we can get a ram and have a few lambs off the older girls before it is too late to do that with them...I get complacent quite often...ah we got time until like a dozen years fly by and I realize, them girls are too OLD...sorta like moi) is just a hop skip and holding it jaunt from the house. The flock hangs out there (gotta get a click of it) and rubs off the hair on the fence wire on the gate...a grand scratching post to rub down the full length of the gate. I need to go un-attach that sheep scratching bar I have inside where three of the six '36 Maple Leafs are parked. I put that up before we moved the trucks there...oh well, another job on the roster...
So yeh, like what a gong show it tis in the morning, eh. I open the door on the Man Porch and off flies one of the soon to be Robin parents off their nest by the one door...and off runs Emmy and Lacy shouting out to have a quick nose to nose visit with the lambies...good gack! Instead of potty time...
Sep 8 2012 - Fixins a.k.a. Conan
Is there ever anything but FUN on the go here...fun fun fun...until like Rick says, someone ends up having to wear a cone!
Sweet Rick...he calls me to say he'll be home yesterday at noon, so I tell him, "Great, we can have ham and toast and eggs...a LATE breakie." Round about by 2, 2:30, I get another call...it is Rick asking, "What you doing?" and between mouthfuls I say, "eating cereal!" So he says, be home just around the time you are leaving... and I reply, "'kay..." as I gulp down some sustenance.
So as said, he comes in about the time I am leaving to go drive... He bought a BQ rotisserie chook, fresh corn, strawberries, whip cream, bananas (luv how that man shops)...and a booberry pie. Why a pie, because he figures I am not big enough already...I mumble something about "others may disagree..." and he replies, "Yeh, even I myself, might disagree with that choice!" Yeh, more and more of me to love...enough already, eh.
So having a slice of booberry pie and a cuppa with y'all... Haven't actually EARNED a slice of pie to warrant it, but gonna make up and work it off after I say good bye here...
I got the chicken I planned to do for dinner yesterday cut up and in the crock with some homemade BQ sauce...we'll have that on the barbecue crisped up with the last of the corn and add a potato in tinfoil with onion slices. A feast for having in the Man Porch.
May 31, 2016
I came home after work and Rick had hauled out all the bedding out plants from the garage under the grow lights. He wants to get summer on the go, no doubt. Made extra work since I had to cover them up with blankets before bed time, going down to 2C...but after this last night, on the up and up for 28C (86F)...so bring on the heat. I gotta get another bale of potting soil to do the job justice but planning on potting up all these plants and making the Man Porch switch to summer mode, in the next week er so...hoping. Not sure on all this stuff as I thought maybe I needed a few hours of sleep during each 24 hour period but hey, why not live on the edge of being sleep deprived crabby...eh??
June 17, 2014
I can't blame Rick for wanting summer to come on...if'n we gotta endure heat, then we should at least have the eye candy that the hot weather allows us to enjoy.
May 31, 2016
While I drove p.m. bus, Rick did a quick mow (first one for 2016) with the ride 'em and I see he brought the push mower out...and did a bit of weed eating too...yeh, he's not at ALL excited about summer...nah...not...
While I sliced and diced up the strawberries with the girls playing quietly in the Man Porch, Rick and I got to see the first humming bird visit his two feeders...delightful! Every year we hope against hope that putting the feeders out will help some poor tired long travelled and HUNGRY bird...and boy did that hummer have a loooong drink. Wonderbar!
So this is the lamb gal the Rick chose...
She's one of the two Katahdin/Dorper crosses and she is ever so sweet...cutester too.
How sweet is she...well here...
How precious is this "Hi, Hello" face? "Gotta love me, I'm a baby sheep!"
It is obvious that I'll get more photos as time goes along...that is my cross choice there above on the left...she's got a white speckled "blanket" on her otherwise black body.
April 8 2016
She's a triple and VERY independent...even tho she is the smallest of the group we have here. She was even the smallest in her litter too. My problem is that I can SEE her from a mile off in a flock of hundreds of sheeps...my eyes gravitate to HER...hilarious really. Star struck SUCKER plastered and lettered across my forehead, fur sure!
April 8 2016 - Her ewe lamb sister on the left, her and her brother on the right
They look Dorper, she sure don't!
She works that smallness for all she is worth. I catch her with her head stuck out the wire eating where others cannot access...she's a real doer that one. "Nothing but the best fresh grasses for moi! 'Cause I got lots of growing up to do yet."
Last choice is on left in the middle
The last sheep I chose is the one I am most intrigued with. She is the same age as the one Rick chose...her tag number correlates right next to Rick's ewe lamb.
Balding up nicely
What this ewe lamb has on the go is lots of bone, she has more bone than some of the older ewes do and she was born in December...bone develops in the Dorper over time...sorta kinda like the ACDs in that they grow to the height they are gonna be quite quickly (long, lean and lanky) but develop bone and muscle mass over the next few years. I remember with Makins, snapping pictures of her as a two year old thinking, yes, she is done growing and filling out...NOT! Four years there abouts and putting on bone and muscle mass...giving one that look of substance I so do admire.
So this ewe lamb I chose last has bone and size (quick growth) and then there is that shedding I want to see in the hair sheeps. She is shedding out her hair (in sheep breeds like Soay that are a primitive wool sheep, you may pluck their fiber out and it is called rooing) and wool down to almost bare skin. Yee haw...how marvelous...so happy with my last choice for a female and delighted to watch her grow, fill out, shed off and just become all she can become.
When we went to run dogs...the sheep were all chewing their cud IN their corral to their barn! Right on!
The flock is getting to know where home is and what is expected of them for the routine here...awesome...smart sheepies to make my chores that much more smoother...thank you sheeps!
Here's how I chose what sheep we chose...
Rick chose his mix like I did, for the colour and for their conformation...they remind us of the dark and white Jacobs and we do like colour in our animals...sweetness sheeps, with lots of eye appeal.
So that was fine, two crosses for colour.
Then the fact that the sellers of the sheep...I drive some of their kids...three of them, use to be four but one owner moved to another job away from this area.
Melissa and D'Arcy, her ewe lamb...precious moments, eh
So the kids ADORE Melissa, this momma sheep... so I told the kids, what sheep do you want me to take...Melissa...and I asked them, she has a baby and is it a girl...YES...OK, so Melissa and her ewe lamb D'Arcy were two Dorpers on the must have list.
Then I asked the caretakers of the flock, what sheep they liked best and wanted me to take...that was the matriarch I took and great choice because like I mentioned in last post, she is a television star...so there was another on my list to own.
Second to last I chose off studying their pedigrees, I chose Spice who is the same age as Melissa (2014, and a proven mom herself), since she has a good mix of genetics, is a triplet and I like her form.
So the long and short of it, that be that on how we ended up with the seven we have. These girls will live out their days here...dying of old age when the grim reaper decides it is their time.
Bestest part...the kids on my bus...they may be moving to the city in the fall (which explains why the rest of flock is being sold to the knackers--THAT is a fact of life for a farm with meat sheep--that is why they are produced, for meat)...nobody there to look after the flock and well uh...yeh...I took what I took AND every day, twice during the week...these kids get to see Melissa and D'Arcy...their favourite sheep...because I drive past MY house to the school on my route. Pretty kewl and so far, the kids all chatter it up about seeing the sheep as we drive up (told them I can only count to four and I needed their help so I know if the coyotes have left any there from the night prior...I tease them relentelssly, you betcha!) and all are looking out the window at the flock, counting sheep (but not falling asleep...dang--kids are virtual angels when asleep, oh well) as quickly as they are able before we are gone past...the kids that use to own Melissa and D'Arcy are elated to see their sheep and myself, I am elated to have been able to do that... How long this continues to amuse them, who knows but I have sheep that actually mean something important to the younger kids on the bus and makes the trips on the bus that much entertaining...for myself and for them!
So, after the doggy run runs yesterday eve, I take the two mutts to the new orchard to feed the two fish in the barrel by the greenhouse...sitting there watching the girls attempt to kill each other (this is AFTER Rick run the snot outta them) and notice..."What the hey?"
Dang bigger fish is attempting to do the hari kari (seppuku)...
Attempting to leap out and well, kill themselves...good gack...no rest for the wicked me eh...
See the splish splash marks...frantic that it is going to LEAP OUT!
So I put a chunk of the chicken wire (intended yet to put THAT over the raspberries to keep the feral c@tz outta the planter as they use it as a toilet) over the barrel and legislate that as another "must hafta do" in all that extra time I have on my hands...not like garden planting, greenhouse repotting, porch planting, never mind corn out on the other side of the new bean patch...or the fact I want to fire up Buster the Bator and sort thru my stock pile of eggs for hatching (the girl birds here are producing like sixty or so eggs a day...time to get on it and put some in for replication, eh!). Yeh...so it is June FIRST...and all heck breaks loose. No need for sleep, no need for a sit down and catch yer breath because well darn it...it is a complete BLUR and here I am talking about it instead of doing all that is to be done up already...
Ugly but a good temporary fix...if'n I go back and find it still has TWO fish in thar...then it is was good...
"Did someone say sushi is being served up in the New Orchard and its FRESH?"
Java time with you guys is done...gone, finished...off I run, like a chook without its head on (straight?).
Too much fun...not enough helpers to partake...never enough energy, time or whatnots for all that can be accomplished... Do I lack purpose...hardly! Har har...
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada