Contest begins now, ends June 1st at 9:00 pm

Put your suggestions for names for Nougat’s triplets in the comments. One commenter will be drawn at random to receive a bar of handmade soap – current stock includes Coffee ‘n Cream (goat milk soap); Lavender with Oatmeal (goat milk soap); and Eucalyptus / Spearmint (non-goat milk soap).



Right on schedule

Joey was bred last July and kidded in December and the sheep, bred last fall, started lambing late February and finished mid-March. Nougat was my sole hold-out; she was bred on Christmas Day. The gestation period for goats and sheep is 150 days plus or minus. Today was day 150. Nougat, being a very considerate goat, promptly kidded this afternoon — triplets, all female. She is a very protective mother and tried to butt me when I went in to sex and weigh the kids. I managed a quick look at the three and told her I would come back to weigh them after she had cleaned them off and they were all settled in. On my next trip to the lambing jug I tried bribing Nougat with fresh hay . . . evidently I need a better bribe next time as she promptly butted me into a fence when I picked up the first kid to weigh her . . . and the second kid and the third. The first kid born is the light tri-colored doeling. She weighed 6 lbs. The darkest kid weighs 4 lbs and the medium brown kid weighs 6 lbs. All are up and appear to be fine.



A naming contest will be posted sometime in the next week with the prize being a bar of handmade soap.

Saturday Morning at the OK Corral (a/k/a sheep pens)

My dogs tag along at chore time as young pups and gradually are asked to help when help is needed. Just as important is the dog learning when NOT to jump in, offering assistance.

Sidhe learned two lessons this morning. First she learned that fresh sheep placenta is delicious. Second, and more importantly, she learned that ewes who have just lambed are dangerous.

During lambing season I limit the number of dogs that accompany me at chore time to lessen the stress on the sheep. Tuck, my right hand, comes with me more often than not but this morning I took Sidhe with me when I went out to feed. As I approached the sheep pen with the ewes that haven’t yet lambed I saw a ewe cleaning off a lamb. Once I reached the pen I realized that she had a second lamb on the ground and another ewe had a single lamb on the opposite side of the pen. I made a quick detour to the lambing jugs. I had moved the two ewes that had lambed on the 5th, and their lambs, out of the lambing jugs and into the nursery pen Friday afternoon and cleaned out the jugs so just needed to re-bed the jugs, and fill water buckets and hay feeders to prepare the jugs for new occupants.

As I was heading to the barn for hay, I looked back to check on Sidhe and saw her stick her head through the fence and grab a placenta. She quickly pulled her head back, just as the ewe rammed the fence. I left her happily chewing and made a quick trip to the barn.

Once the lambing jugs were ready I threw some hay to the ewes without lambs and then went into the pen to move lambs and moms. One of the twin lambs was alert but unable to stand. I picked him and his twin up, and with mom following me, moved them into the lambing jugs. A quick check of the lamb revealed no muscle tone in his hind legs.* Sidhe, very sensibly stayed out of the way. When mom was happily munching on her hay, I went back to the main pen to move the ewe with the single lamb. She was less willing to leave the rest but eventually did follow me and her lamb into the lambing jug. I had only pulled the wire panel closure behind her when the ewe followed me in, thinking the ewe would be content with the hay in the feeder. I was with the first ewe and lambs when Sidhe started running up and down outside the lambing jugs. Not surprisingly, the ewes both became upset and I told Sidhe down. She promptly laid down just outside the entrance to the lambing jugs. Evidently the second ewe felt threatened and the next thing I knew, Sidhe was screaming bloody murder. The ewe had pushed her way through the wire panel and gone after Sidhe. Being a smart dog, Sidhe had broken her down and run. However, she didn’t realize how fast or how determined a ewe with a new lamb could be and the ewe chased her halfway across the working pen before Sidhe circled back to where I was trying to get out of the first ewe’s lambing jug. The second ewe hit Sidhe just as Sidhe came along side the wire panels making the front of the lambing jugs. I was sure Sidhe was seriously hurt given her vocalizations and hurried to run interference with the ewe so Sidhe could escape. She did run out of the working pen but stopped less than ten feet away, standing quietly and waiting for me. After I got the ewe back with her lamb and closed off the lambing jug I called Sidhe to me expecting to find some injury on her. I was very happy to discover she was in one piece. I was also very happy to see that Sidhe was showing no signs of being afraid to come back into the working pen or to pass close to the sheep in the other pen.

Two valuable lessons.

*The lamb is still not able to use his hind legs. He pulls himself along with his front legs and has learned how to prop himself up to nurse.

Addendum: This post was written on March 8, 2014. The lamb finally managed to stand on his feet a couple of days later and I thought all would be well, but he died the next day.