Cooked Charlie a fruit cake yesterday, sharing should always be consensual.
Today I am returning to the farmhouse, somebody or something is killing our cade lambs, three have died from swollen stomachs, a forth cade lamb almost died but has been nursed into recovery. Charlie is suspicious these lambs are being murdered by ignorance; bottle fed microwaved cows milk by a trespasser; I write "trespasser" because these cade lambs are situated on private residential property, public right of access does not apply. The first thing to do is check the CCTV, we also plan to relocate cade lambs from their current shelter.
I run through the CCTV timeline and found no "visitors" between dates 30th - 27th of March, however there is another five days to check. I've seen the dead cade lamb, she is grotesquely swollen, so we suspect this to be poison. The cade lamb that survived is swollen on her rear left rear side and front right side; she also has very loose stools.
Charlie purchased a new wheelbarrow, only baby pink colour was available, ho-hum. I am relieved to know our other lambs are OK.
Only the Herdwick ewe left to lamb, were expecting her to lamb this / next week.
A murder of crows and rooks at Woodburn.
The farmhouse pond has been very busy with frogs and toads mating, spawn has filled the pond and if you look closely you can see the tadpoles developing.
This one has spread eagled.
We look after the sheep's welfare, and they shout at us as if they were monsters; happy to see the flock transported to grass keep soon.
This murderous ewe crushed her lamb; she will be sold soon, her brother was the unruly tup we sold at St Boswells.
Moi with our new wheelbarrow, Charlie took the picture.
Smaller birds are frequenting the farmhouse more often.
At around 5:20pm something spooked a mother ewe from the poly tunnel, she was bleating at the cade lamb shed. I dashed outside to see if I could find our visitor, but found nothing; this is similar to the film "Signs"; must check over head for an alien spaceship, the threat is so spooky it's a wee bit whacky.
One of our cade lambs befriends a tup teg.
This is the other tup, these are two tups we will be letting loose on the flock of ewes later this year.
Other cade lambs (segregated from mother ewes and their lambs) are bloating up, losing their appetite, Charlie has administered shots of antibiotic to five remaining cade lambs; we are observing them every couple of hours. The cade lamb that survived began to bloat out again, but a small amount of black tea delivered from a syringe seems to have taken her stomach swelling down. Today she left her cage, I carried her to the paddock, and she played with two tups and one ewe lamb before returning her to the warmth of her heat lamp.
Today I am returning to the farmhouse, somebody or something is killing our cade lambs, three have died from swollen stomachs, a forth cade lamb almost died but has been nursed into recovery. Charlie is suspicious these lambs are being murdered by ignorance; bottle fed microwaved cows milk by a trespasser; I write "trespasser" because these cade lambs are situated on private residential property, public right of access does not apply. The first thing to do is check the CCTV, we also plan to relocate cade lambs from their current shelter.
I run through the CCTV timeline and found no "visitors" between dates 30th - 27th of March, however there is another five days to check. I've seen the dead cade lamb, she is grotesquely swollen, so we suspect this to be poison. The cade lamb that survived is swollen on her rear left rear side and front right side; she also has very loose stools.
Charlie purchased a new wheelbarrow, only baby pink colour was available, ho-hum. I am relieved to know our other lambs are OK.
Only the Herdwick ewe left to lamb, were expecting her to lamb this / next week.
A murder of crows and rooks at Woodburn.
The farmhouse pond has been very busy with frogs and toads mating, spawn has filled the pond and if you look closely you can see the tadpoles developing.
This one has spread eagled.
We look after the sheep's welfare, and they shout at us as if they were monsters; happy to see the flock transported to grass keep soon.
This murderous ewe crushed her lamb; she will be sold soon, her brother was the unruly tup we sold at St Boswells.
Moi with our new wheelbarrow, Charlie took the picture.
Smaller birds are frequenting the farmhouse more often.
At around 5:20pm something spooked a mother ewe from the poly tunnel, she was bleating at the cade lamb shed. I dashed outside to see if I could find our visitor, but found nothing; this is similar to the film "Signs"; must check over head for an alien spaceship, the threat is so spooky it's a wee bit whacky.
This is the other tup, these are two tups we will be letting loose on the flock of ewes later this year.
Other cade lambs (segregated from mother ewes and their lambs) are bloating up, losing their appetite, Charlie has administered shots of antibiotic to five remaining cade lambs; we are observing them every couple of hours. The cade lamb that survived began to bloat out again, but a small amount of black tea delivered from a syringe seems to have taken her stomach swelling down. Today she left her cage, I carried her to the paddock, and she played with two tups and one ewe lamb before returning her to the warmth of her heat lamp.
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