To say that we’ve been busy around here is a pretty big understatement. On February 28th, Joyful Noise gave birth to twins. Since we weren’t expecting her to go first, she was still in the pen with the other sheep and Daisy tried to steal her babies. After we got them separated in the freezing cold, we couldn’t get Joy to bond with them. After a long, cold night of traipsing the babies out to the barn to tie Joy up to let them nurse, we decided they had enough colostrum and kept them in the kitchen in a dog crate to be bottle fed. This is Tipsy and Tina. They are hungry little love bugs.
Then the next day, March 1st, Daisy had a single. Since her first baby was named Stormie, Karra decided this one should be Misty in keeping with the Chincoteague pony thing she had started. Misty is a little chub being raised on good Mama milk.
And today Kristen really felt she should put Honey into the jug this morning but decided to wait until we brought the babies (Tipsy and Tina) their bottles. Oops! Should have done it. Honey had triplets!
She had two boys and a girl bringing this year’s total to 3 each. It’s up to Stormie to break the tie or keep it even.
We’re going to sell Tipsy as soon as I get a posting up on craigslist. He’s already trying to mount Tina and Misty and he isn’t even two weeks old! Honey’s boys will be wethered and sold for meat, or if they don’t sell, we’ll have them butchered for the freezer. It’s hard to think of those sweet little babies ending up in the freezer, but they grow up to be big, strong and strong-minded rams. Speaking of strong-minded rams, I have someone who wants to look at Joshua next week. I should be able to get a good price for him with all of the color he’s thrown into his babies. Which makes me think we should keep the above spotted ram intact and maybe wether little Tipsy. Such decisions. But they better be made soon or little Romeo is going to breed ’em young like his daddy!
And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm!
Kristen has a habit of bringing the sheep to the front door on their lead lines and letting them say hello. I know what’s coming when I hear the doorbell, but I wasn’t prepared for today’s surprise. Instead of having one of the ewe’s with baby in tow, she had our ram, Joshua.
“Where’s Kurt? I have a pony for him to ride.”
Oh, that was too funny! So, I called Kurt to come downstairs because his sister had a surprise for him. He showed up in his pajamas for the surprise. Out the door he went – this looked like fun!
And for good measure, later in the day, Kristen decided to try him out. Um, Honey, I think your legs are a little too long.
Poor Joshua was a pretty good sport about the whole thing. He seemed happier with Kurt on board, but then Kurt doesn’t weigh much more than little Joy.
The girls have been walking the Mama ewes around the yard to enjoy the fresh new grass that is starting to grow. The sisters haven’t had much interaction with each other though. Joy has butted Stormie a little, but mostly she ignores her and Stormie spends her time hopping and jumping and practicing her baby acrobatics. Joy just eats – like her father. Today she wandered into the driveway when I went to let the chickens out, and got a little scared when she realized that she’d wandered away from Mommy. 🙂
We’ve had a glorious day here today. Plenty of sunshine, 70* and sunny. I was going to wash sheets and hang them on the line, but with a 35 mph wind, I would have been chasing pillow cases across the fields. So, I did laundry inside, took down my winter snowmen (for the second year in a row they’ve made it all the way to April!) and put the Americana decor back on the bookshelf. There is something so summery about seeing an American flag waving – even if it’s just being positioned in the empty oil lamp!
And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm.
Over and over I’ve reminded Kristen not to turn her back on Joshua because there is something very inviting to a ram about a human behind. I’m not sure I want to know what, so if you know, DON’T TELL ME!
Last night I went out to lock up the chickens and Sugar was standing at the gate yelling her head off (okay, she mooed once – loudly). I checked the hay rack and it was empty so I grabbed more hay for her and Libby and tossed it in. I knew it was “supposed” to snow over night and the sheep were in the pen so I wanted to get them into the stall even though they break out in 3 seconds flat. Oh well, good intentions.
I got the door open enough for skinny, pregnant Daisy to go in but Joshua is just too wide in the male midsection. So I climbed into the pen and kicked the hay away from the door and turned to yank it open for him and KAPLOW! The door and I both went flying forward. “You rotten, butthead (our new favorite insult picked up from the horse trainer at the barn)!! NO!! NO!! You don’t do that!!” He backed up and stared up at me for all the world like, “You had a problem with that?” Grrrrrr!! I bottle-fed that little tyrant. That ungrateful male beast!
This morning my butt hurts, my knee is skinned up, and my neck and shoulder are sore because I was pulling the stall door this way when Joshua sent us both that way. And it’s all my own dumb fault. I turned my back on the ram! Maybe I need a great BIG sign to hang in the hallway to remind MYSELF not to turn my back on the ram.
I almost called this post ‘Ram Butt’ which is what the ram did to mine!
And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm