From a life in the corporate world to a small farm. My new work colleagues eat grass or lay eggs. I've got a lot to learn about things that just seem to happen when nature becomes your new boss.
Thursday, 18 May 2017
That's not all wool...
Can sheep get too fat? I understand the hungry argument for fat lambs but when they are pets stacking on the kilos, and visitors pass sheepish comments like 'they're certainly in good condition' we may just have a problem on our hands. Our girls are expected to be heading for the maternity ward some time around Spring, and the plan is...or was, to shear them before they get too, ahem, big. We may be too late. They're barrels already. When it comes to rounding them up it's quite possible we will need to replace the sheepdog with a forklift. They've been very successful in extracting grain on a regular basis from husband and head farmer, and our generous neighbour recently flung them a hay bale which is now not much more than a few straws. Rambo our visiting Ram (left) is two weeks away from the end of his vacation on our farm and I suspect it's going to take some doing to get him to go home. He'll not want to get into that Ute because he knows that life on this farm is pretty damn fine. He's been hand fed apples and has enjoyed the warmth of a purpose built sheep shack with water views and soft furnishings (old wool). And Lambie (fourth from the left) belongs next door and is now too big to be hoisted back over the fence. It is quite a sound when they come thundering up to you thinking you have food to offer. A bit like a herd of wildebeest thumping through the paddock. Can't be good for the foundations though.