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.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Casting Bread....

Here is the bread products torn into bite sized pieces, being taste inspected by the kittens.

Recently the freezers were cleaned out again where I work. There was a huge amount of bread products that were destined for the dumpster. As usual I brought them home. This was good stuff too, I even ended up eating some of the bagels. There were bagels--cinnamon and raisin, honey wheat, blueberry,-- yeast rolls, hamburger and hot dog buns--lots of variety.

Bread! I think shes got bread!--the word quickly spreads

The mob gathers in the bread line

When I started becoming the recipient of all this bounty I would feed it out to the chickens. Nine elderly chickens can't or won't consume as much as I needed to feed them before it went bad. So I started to feed it to the sheep. In the process I have made the sheep into bread brats.

Gracie on the left (and her daughter Hope on the right) believe the pushier you are the more you get.

I only feed a small bucketful at a time so it's more of a treat than a food supplement. They are remarkably broad in their acceptance of the flavor varieties.

I used to hand it out piece by piece but the mob scene got a little scary--now I just toss it out on the ground like I would for the chickens. This ticks Gracie off, as she thinks she should be hand fed. However since she is one of the worst of the pushy offenders, she can't be hand fed, and myself stay in an upright position.

Are you sure that's all the bread? Tabitha asks sweetly.

It's a fun supplement for the sheep and they enjoy the treat. They get pretty obnoxious about hanging around the gate and baa-ing for more, but once the supply dries up they go back to normal. I will say this though--they can hear a plastic bag rustle a mile away. No matter where I am on the place if I have any kind of plastic bag they can hear it and will start running around and baa-ing. Silly sheep, but definitely not stupid--they know which side their bread is buttered on! ;-)


AJ-OAKS said...

Oh my gosh how funny! My goats love bread, but like you, it is only a treat. I laughed out loud about the plastic bag and the animals being able to hear it and come a runnin'. The donkeys do the same thing. You have beautiful sheep.

Vicki Lane said...

Love the sheepie pictures! A wonderful post, Tammy!

Sharrie said...

Now that is a good idea. We waste more bread products around here than anything else. What is the difference between bread and animal crackers? Thanks for the tip.

The puppy we are looking at will be about 9 weeks when he is available on Feb. 2. He belongs to Garrett Ramsey. Thanks for the opinion. It all helps

Sharrie said...

Check him out at Ebonwald Cardigans on my blog roll. Lots of good sheep at that farm, too.

melanie said...

We use a crinkling plastic bag for a trainer just like others use a clicker!

Tammy said...

It's amazing how fast they pick up on and make the connection between things. Sometimes it can be a pain--like when I was sacking trash at 5:30 a.m. the other morning and the sheep heard the plastic bag and started baa-ing their heads off--I'm sure the neighbors appreciated it!
Thanks Vicki!
Sharrie, not much goes to waste around here, between the dogs, chickens and sheep! And the little cardie is beautiful!
That is too funny Melanie ;-) Good idea though.

Kathy said...

What a "crusty" post, Tammy! Lots of "crumb" to it and you could really sink your teeth in it.

OK...I'll quit now. ;)