Just before lunch today I heard the chickens raise a ruckus. Thinking it was another coyote, I grabbed Tuck and Sidhe and headed out to see how many chickens had turned into lunch. Instead I found all but one sheep had crawled through the open pop hole of the chicken coop and were standing in the fenced enclosure of the coop.
I have no idea what the sheep were thinking, but Tuck was very expressive and I know exactly what HE was thinking as he had to move the sheep out of the chicken coop.
Six years and nine months after moving to Quibeyn Farm, the last of the perimeter fencing has finally been completed. The materials to erect a fence are expensive and the actual job of fencing is hard, dirty work. So over the past years I have done fencing as time and funds permit. After putting up about 3500 feet of fencing with a friend a couple of years ago I decided I was too old to do the rest of the fencing so my budget increased to include the cost of hiring labor.
A couple of years ago I fenced the last section of perimeter at the east end of my property. This year I finally had the money to finish the last section along the north and the entire west side of my property. A friend was willing to spend a few days clearing the fence line which was made more difficult because of the fallen cottonwoods in that part of my property. While he cleared the fence line enough to be able to access the fence, when the fencing crew showed up there was more work to be done to actually be able to get the rolls of fence in place and unrolled. This was made more difficult by the fact that the truck couldn’t get to the fence line and the rolls of fencing had to be carried by hand. (A roll of fence is roughly 200 lbs.)
(Forgive the quality of the photos – I was using my phone)
July in New Mexico is not the best time to fence. The temperatures were miserably high and every time I walked out to check on the progress I was thankful I wasn’t putting up the fence myself. Incredibly, it only took two days to get the braces in, the t-posts set and the wire fence strung. After the crew left this evening, I took the dogs out to walk the fence line.
I can now graze sheep in the “non-pasture” areas of my property. With luck the fence will also reduce the number of coyotes dropping in for a chicken dinner.
At some point I will have to hire someone with a shredder/chipper to clean up the debris.
All of the kids love jumping onto and off the tree trunk in the goat pen. However, Praline is the only kid with a head for true heights.
The kids turned seven weeks today. I will start efforts to find them all new homes this coming week and hope to have them all sold shortly after they are eight weeks old. They have all been eating hay alongside the older does, and while they are still nursing, they will be ready to wean at any time.