Tuesday, 8 August 2017

Oops.. Official update and What comes first? The chicken or the egg?

Well I don't quite know what happened with the rough draft that I tapped out last night. Just goes to show that my senses are obviously impaired by my blurry lamb brain. I thought I had clicked on the "Save" icon, but there we are, the great blogging master in the sky overruled and did a "Publish" instead.
I'd planned on finishing it off tonight with today's progress, but I'm afraid to say that not much progress has happened with his feeding. Still no suckle reflex, and I'm tipping milk into his mouth hourly just to be sure he has something nourishing keeping him alive.
Every time I went to feed him he had made his way into the paddock with the ewes and lambs and was wandering around trying to find his mum. It was easy enough to pick him out, he is so thin, and was easy to catch and feed him, so in the end I left him out there because the weather was fine and he was happiest with the ewes. I observed him walking to each ewe, trying to suckle her sneakily when she wasn't looking and when her own lamb was suckling. This little bloke sure is streetwise. I suspect he's been keeping himself alive by doing this at his previous home.
Tonight I've brought him in to be with the other bottle lambs in the safety of their lamb shed, and will continue with feeding him as best I can for as long as he stays alive, or decides to give in and suckle from the bottle.
There will be no night time feeds though...I've had a stern talk to myself about toughening up, but I do take this task of lamb raising very seriously and will always put in the extra effort to ensure I can survive a weak animal. An early night, sleeping all night until early morning will be much appreciated tonight though.

There were no eggs to put out for sale in the Farmgate shop all of last week while Brian saved enough eggs to put into the ninety egg incubator. The guest room has been commandeered as the hatchery, so there will be no room at the Inn if guests turn up during the next three weeks.
There are twenty five Australorp eggs for laying hen replacement birds, (any roosters hatched will be eaten of course) and sixty five Cornish Game eggs for meat birds for the table.


While cleaning out a cupboard I found our photo album with some photos of when we first purchased in May 2004.

And a recent pic.


11 comments:

  1. Oh Sally, I do hope you get a good sleep tonight. I don't think I could cope if I was sleep deprived like you are. Let's hope all the little lambs survive and let you have some rest.

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    1. Oh Chel, I'm getting good sleeps now, but I think a decision had to be made about poor little Trevor lamb as he's not responding to my feeding and care.

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    1. Sally, perhaps you'll want to check this comment out

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    2. Hmm, almost sounds like me, getting up all hours of the night to feed one young lady :-)

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    3. For all of us, this time shall pass, and we'll be getting our much needed sleep. I suspect my babies will be over feeds long before your beautiful little ones though. ;)

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  4. Sally it's not me with the weird comment I just thought my expletives about the weird comment should not be published :-)

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    1. Thanks ladies, Kelly and Cheryl, it's great to know you've got my back! XX

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  5. Hi Sally I picked up the copy of Grass Roots with your article in it. I have yet to find time to read the article but I am looking forward to it. I am off now to dig in the garden while there is still some light left. I hope you are having a good day.

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    1. It was quite a buzz to be asked to write for my favorite magazine Sherri. I'm afraid I got completely carried away and wrote too many words, but they've divided them into two articles! I'm off to dig in my garden too, while the sun shines.

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