Like a walk through the country side living on a small farm is full of daily surprises, sometimes wonderful and amazing, and other times puzzling and sad. I hope you will walk with me as I live out my dream of living on this tiny farm. You will come to know the dogs, cats, Shetland sheep and chickens that make up this farm and what goes into keeping them happy and healthy. Come and join the journey with me.

Saturday, May 02, 2009

Blackberry Lambs

Proud & Pleased (and Tired) Blackberry

Blackberry had a very bad, stressful day and a half, but she was finally vindicated late in the afternoon of shearing day. Poor gal. I knew she was close to lambing, but we sheared anyway and she hung in there like a trooper. By early morning on shearing day I had wrestled her into a halter and practically dragged her to garage because she was not going to leave 'her' precious babies alone with their 'fake' mom. Once at the garage she continued to beller for 'her' babies.

Once she was sheared and turned out into the pasture with the other sheep, she came down to the paddock gate and continued to stare at the barn and beller every so often. Somewhere in there I lost track of her in the afternoon. We finished shearing, we tore down, we ate, I helped Tom and Nedra load up some sheep gold (manure). I went in the house, I put away some things. Then I decided, I better count lambs before I collapsed. So back out to the paddock and counting the lambs out in pasture....one, two, three, four, five...that should be it..wait..six? seven?? Old Blackberry had been busy way up by the pond! I grabbed a towel and headed out there to bring them into the barn.

When I got there, both were up and nursing and mostly dry. Good girl. I gathered them in the towel and thankfully she is one of my calmer mothers, so she knew the drill and followed along. Although she did sound pretty pathetic and tried to body block me a few times. Please, no, no, don't take these babies too! When I got her to the paddock, I closed the gate to the Shetland barn area and just put her in there so the babies could enjoy the sunshine. Later I would 'jug' them for the night. This picture and the next two were taken right after I brought them to the Shetland pen. The little ram is was full and exhausted and the little ewe was still getting the hang of nursing

Blackberry produced a lovely little white headed (not sure the proper marking term!) musket ram and a (hopefully) fawn, but maybe a musket ewe lamb with a krunet and star. She is very, very proud of her little 'uns, and please keep those filthy Duckie babies away from her precious babes! ;-)

Blackberry was one of three ewes that got bred during the two ram breakouts by JJ (aka Just Jack, aka Sprat). Her ewe lamb will likely be one of my keepers.

The Musket ram lamb the next day. What a cutie.
Blackberry was exhausted from her ordeal and she did allot of resting that next day!

Musket Ram Lamb Again--friendly from the start

Here is the ewe lamb the next day. She is really nice....

Taking a break the next day
Here she is again...Uh No...I just lied. ;-) This is actually Selena, Blackberry's ewe lamb from 2006---they sure resemble though, don't they?
Finally shearing day was done..well almost. Why were there lambs screaming? Drag myself up from a prone position, plod out to the sheep pasture. Tabitha! Where are your lambs? There they were out with Blue and Lanny! Argh. After much manovering I managed to get them back to their frantic moms and cover a minisucle place they could have slid through. By then it was time for chores; sheep and chickens up, and at last! time to relax.....

8 comments:

L'Hélène said...

That spot on the ewe lamb's head looks like a cat! It's sideways, looking toward the left. Can you see it?

Vicki Lane said...

I am SO enjoying your lambing tales -- but I bet you're ready for things to calm down.

Re Blackberry trying to steal the other lambs -- we once had a mare mule who stole a new born calf and would kick at anyone who approached -- including the mama cow. It took major maneuvering to get the calf back to its mama and the mule out of the pasture,

thecrazysheeplady said...

Ooh - I would steal that little ram lamb if I could!

Star said...

Those pictures are so lovely. I want a lamb right now! They are gorgeous. Please go to my Blog and take the Bella Award I am giving you.
Blessings, Star

Crazy Lady with purple fingers said...

I just came across your blog for the first time and I love your little lambs, they are so beautiful, I have never seen such beautiful markings. So enjoyed hearing of your sheep adventures, I have never had sheep, always goats and sure had enough adventures with them.

Berte said...

Cute! Cute! Cute!
I love your lamb stories. I can only imagine what a chore it must be to shear.

Yellow Jacket Ridge Angoras said...

Just absolutely precious!

Tammy said...

L'Helene--I think you may have helped name this little ewe--I have wanted to name one Persia for a long time, and well, this sorta looks like a persian cat shape....
Vickie--it's amazing how strong the mothering instinct is when it kicks in--I find the cross species thing incrediable.
Thanks for the award Star! I enjoy your comments.
"Crazy Lady" I'm really glad you stopped by. The sheep are always some sort of adventure that is for sure.
Good to have you back Berte!
Tammy