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 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.