Hey friends. It’s been a while. We’ve been busy – digging trenches, filling trenches, carrying fence posts, digging fence post holes, clearing fence lines – and that’s just Derek! Well, we did spend a day together clearing brush in the rain. Which I remember fondly. I’m also a terrible blogger – writing about myself makes me feel like I’m standing naked in an airport. But it’s an interesting way to keep friends and family in the loop and if I’m lucky, one day, maybe I’ll help or inspire someone else trying to do the same thing I am.
Sheep! I never planned on having sheep, but on my last day of work before having some time off during the holidays I was in my 2,395th hour of perusing livestock sale groups on Facebook and came across a trio of lambs born on Christmas. The mom wasn’t able to feed them and the family didn’t have time for bottle babies. And something about it stuck with me. It was illogical and perhaps irresponsible. I didn’t have a plan, but I did have the memory of seeing lambs at Aullwood Audubon’s Farm and Center (the best place ever) and that they are the cutest animals on earth. I was not disappointed. I brought the last one, an ewe, home.
I’m happy to report we’ve been through almost two months of bottle feeding, shots, and tail docking, and she is doing great. Such a hardy little thing. And last Sunday I brought home a boyfriend for her (picture depicts playful headbutting):
Next project: castration!