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JACB Dorper
Overrun with beasties
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Round about a month has passed (fun, way too much fun to be had) since two of our Dorpers have lambed...and my my, want to call them lambs my triage of PORKers!
"Jest who ARE you calling FAT?"
The single ewe lamb Èden born on the 13th of June was a stellar 37 pounds (birth weight of 9 pounds) on July 17. Works out to about a pound a day. Who am I calling fat, no party in particular but if the hair coat still fits...Ah hmmm?
"Be careful Lace...that Èdy has less than 11 pounds to go to weigh the same as you's!
"Yer about to get a cloven hoof make over..."
Inspector dogs...like road monitors, BEWARE and pay up the toll!
The twins are doing well also; female Èvangelina is 30.5 pounds and her brother Èder is 32 on the 17th. The girl dawgs are EVER so happy that ovines only have one set of lower incisors...still Carpe diem (bite the day), eh but not as in a Heeler's scissors grip! <snippy!>
The one, the only; the RAM Lamb Èd
Lots of ways to beat the dog day's of summer heat...mow out in a shady spot under a huge evergreen.
My Jacob ewes...six horn Regina from 2005 & five horn Nascor from 2003 (first lamb born here!)
Then in areas where there is NO shade present...put up artificial shade from beach umbrellas, keep the water buckets topped up and cool...
Not much forage left now...good job...good job indeedy!
Jest lookit the height of the grasses on the 12th...five days later and voila!
Beauty!
Plus portable shelters...lambs fit under the small plastic cheap lawn tables...and then of special note...shelters of a canine sort will sure work swell!
Yes, that's the twins...it does fit three quite comfy too
I feel sorry for the dogs. Can you imagine if word gets out that these young healthy Cattle B-Dogs are being bullied by Dorper lambs?
Lamb TV...even the re-runs are FUN!!!
I guess they had better kiss and make up, eh.
Jul 12
Jul 17
So off I go, meandering hither and tither (word? )...no set plan, nothing quite set for plans by mice or WOman...
And why yes, we do get traffic braking suddenly...along this country lane way...
Life's a beach...
One neighbour stopped to gather their mail and asked me...wait for it... "Why are you sitting thar?" I just smiled and nodded, gave them a "Hiyah" wave. Persons who have no clue...no idea the peace, tranquility, the sheer enjoyment of just sitting amongst the pack and the flock...no clue! Sheep are THE only creature I have ever found to make me stop, stare and lose all sense of time...the munch, the forage selection...it is like yoga for the mind...meditation, that far, far away place where you can zone out and focus on Zenness. I set up two electro nets to mow the ditches and our shelterbelt as fire barriers (the world is on fire just one province West of us...ablaze and making a haze). I'm old and while my beat up folding chair ain't no rocker...I am off mine indeed.
I plan on keeping some of country life's BEST KEPT secrets to myself. Hush...or the whole dang world will relocate out our way...HUSH I say...what they don't know about, we cherish.
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
Round about a month has passed (fun, way too much fun to be had) since two of our Dorpers have lambed...and my my, want to call them lambs my triage of PORKers!
"Jest who ARE you calling FAT?"
The single ewe lamb Èden born on the 13th of June was a stellar 37 pounds (birth weight of 9 pounds) on July 17. Works out to about a pound a day. Who am I calling fat, no party in particular but if the hair coat still fits...Ah hmmm?
"Be careful Lace...that Èdy has less than 11 pounds to go to weigh the same as you's!
"Yer about to get a cloven hoof make over..."
Inspector dogs...like road monitors, BEWARE and pay up the toll!
The twins are doing well also; female Èvangelina is 30.5 pounds and her brother Èder is 32 on the 17th. The girl dawgs are EVER so happy that ovines only have one set of lower incisors...still Carpe diem (bite the day), eh but not as in a Heeler's scissors grip! <snippy!>
The one, the only; the RAM Lamb Èd
Lots of ways to beat the dog day's of summer heat...mow out in a shady spot under a huge evergreen.
My Jacob ewes...six horn Regina from 2005 & five horn Nascor from 2003 (first lamb born here!)
Then in areas where there is NO shade present...put up artificial shade from beach umbrellas, keep the water buckets topped up and cool...
Not much forage left now...good job...good job indeedy!
Jest lookit the height of the grasses on the 12th...five days later and voila!
Beauty!
Plus portable shelters...lambs fit under the small plastic cheap lawn tables...and then of special note...shelters of a canine sort will sure work swell!
Yes, that's the twins...it does fit three quite comfy too
I feel sorry for the dogs. Can you imagine if word gets out that these young healthy Cattle B-Dogs are being bullied by Dorper lambs?
Lamb TV...even the re-runs are FUN!!!
I guess they had better kiss and make up, eh.
Jul 12
Jul 17
So off I go, meandering hither and tither (word? )...no set plan, nothing quite set for plans by mice or WOman...
And why yes, we do get traffic braking suddenly...along this country lane way...
Life's a beach...
One neighbour stopped to gather their mail and asked me...wait for it... "Why are you sitting thar?" I just smiled and nodded, gave them a "Hiyah" wave. Persons who have no clue...no idea the peace, tranquility, the sheer enjoyment of just sitting amongst the pack and the flock...no clue! Sheep are THE only creature I have ever found to make me stop, stare and lose all sense of time...the munch, the forage selection...it is like yoga for the mind...meditation, that far, far away place where you can zone out and focus on Zenness. I set up two electro nets to mow the ditches and our shelterbelt as fire barriers (the world is on fire just one province West of us...ablaze and making a haze). I'm old and while my beat up folding chair ain't no rocker...I am off mine indeed.
I plan on keeping some of country life's BEST KEPT secrets to myself. Hush...or the whole dang world will relocate out our way...HUSH I say...what they don't know about, we cherish.
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada