Blue Sky
Herd Master
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- Jul 3, 2015
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At 2am I am investigating barking LGDs. Komondor cross presents me with a lamb. After a few minutes of bumbling around searching for who done it (I had no idea anyone was due) I gave up and brought it to the house. Opened up my birthing kit to find the iodine had leaked all over everything including the tubes of colostrum. Did manage to locate formula and make small batch. Little Lamb-o having been thoroughly cleaned by the dog was ready for breakfast which the dog apologetically couldn’t provide hence barking and yodeling. Hubbs wakes up offering something that sounded like “Mmrrrff”. Lamb fed now feels just fabulous and is exploring and peeing. Finally put in a large dog chow bin where it bonks and bumps and bleats. For. Two. Hours. Herman Munster style. Our house is quite small so we hear all that clearly. Or I do because Retired means I fall on my sword and sit up with critter issues. Leo is scandalized and plotting something. It’s quiet. I’m grabbing a nap.