Well today was a strange day. Started out with so much promise, but the loss of a sheep means it’s a downer.
I was up at 5am today. I’m doing a wee freelance pack for Gaelic news on the day in the life of a Crofter during lambing, so I was filming my first piece before the sun rose. (Yes, I’m serious, no smiles at 5am!!)
The day brightened up mid-morning with the arrival of my first cross-Cheviot.
But after that, they took a turn for the worse. I was keeping an eye on a flat sheep for the last few days. I phoned the vet yesterday and they suggested it was “twin lamb disease”. I’ve heard of it but never come across it myself. I was also told to prepare myself that she might not make it. Well, today, she didn’t make it. I was gutted, especially as she was looking reasonably bright.
Today was much warmer, weather wise. I was in shorts and t-shirt for a good part of the morning, even though the car said it was only around 8 degrees! It felt warmer than that out of the wind. The chickens certainly thought so, here they are out of the wind, sun-bathing
One more thing was lamb number 2, born last Saturday, hasn’t developed as well as I’d liked. I’ve been keeping an eye on him, as his mother doesn’t have a lot of milk, and decided to give him a wee boost today.
It took some persuading but he finally took the bottle. As soon as he’d finished, off he toddled back to his mother. I might give him some more tomorrow.