SHEEPSICLES AND OTHER FARM STUFF
Sheepsicles anyone? We had our first couple days of frost last week - found a number of the sheep with a coating of ice. Here are Gracie's twins lightly covered.
Barncats hunt - that's what they do. Last week I noticed that Golda had something in front of her that she was hiding. I knew she was trying to hide it because she had her back to the fence which is not normal for her - unless she's hiding something! That something turned out to be a squirrelsicle - yes a very frozen (dead) squirrel. Golda has a habit of stealing hunting trophies from the cats. She doesn't do anything with them really - just collects. Great Pyrs are collectors. I've heard stories of owners finding stashes of all types of stuff hidden in or near the barn. Golda collects dead animals. Anyway, as I always do, I grabbed the unfortunate critter by the tail and tossed it to angry mob of kitties on the other side of the fence. It was like a pack of hungry wolves. Glad the squirrel was dead! Lovedove ended up with the prize (as he always does) - and I caught him squirreling away his treasure in the carport.
Jonah growing up
It is sad that all children must grow up eventually. My little Jonah is becoming quite the little- well - porker. Unfortunately, as he grows, so does his temper. He is still nipping at the heels of the goats and ramrodding the cows - well - their ankles anyway. Claire is due to show up on Friday - then he'll get what's coming to him. Nothing like a big mamma to put the little guy in his place. I can't wait! The new pig house is under construction - will have pictures next week.
I saw something amazing the other day. Simone was actually nursing her twins!! Now we are talking sheep that were born in April - 8 months old. Honestly! If they were boys I might understand - but these are ewes - it would be like a 4 year old still nursing. I guess some moms just can't let go! Here are the little darlings - I think I see a milk mustache :-)
Bongo and Golda at Play
When I see Bongo and Golda at play it makes me want to laugh and cry. They are so bonded and happy together. Bongo is the ultimate big brother and tolerates so much. I dread the day one of them crosses the rainbow bridge. It's hard to imagine one without the other. This is a recent playtime I caught. Notice that at times Golda appears to be growing out of Bongo's - uh - butt. He doesn't seem to mind Golda's idea of fun.
For the first time since I began raising sheep I have watched my barbado dolls and cheviot dolls grow up. Usually they are are sold as lambs and I rarely get pictures when they are grown. But thanks to the lousy economy I still have a number of 2010 lambs around and they are wonderful. Two of my favorite are actually not crosses technically but babydolls. Gracie is 3/4 babydoll so her offspring are almost full babydolls. Anyway - these boys are like fuzzy bears. I love them!
The perfect face
Everyone has an idea in their mind of what a "sheep" looks like. My image always came from Nursery rhyme books. Well - here is the perfect sheep I think. It's Elizabeth's wether and he's a babydoll. Who could resist that face?
Bailey the Healer!
Bailey is Halifax County's newest therapy dog. He is now certified by Paws for Friendship, Inc. and we have been making regular visits to a local nursing home where the residents fawn all over him. Tough work if you can get it. Here he is with his official cape on. He knows he's hot!
Hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving. After the holiday I'll have pictures of grandkids climbing all over the animals! Be safe and count your blessing.