24/06/2024
I sometimes don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Last week, one of the ewes started limping quite badly, and we soon saw that it was because she was in heat and the young ram was not leaving her alone. I called the vet and he gave her an anti-inflammatory. But we needed to move the ram for a while to a spot that was behind the buildings so he could not see or smell her, and so set up a temporary enclosure in the orchard where we had recently cut the hay. That took three days, I kid you not. By the time you have found all the elements needed, and set up all those little plastic screw holders to the metal bars, to recieve the electric wires, and then bashed the metal rods into very stony hard ground, you know all about it. And set up the alternative electric current too. And then for the delight of moving just two of the sheep from the herd. Yes and not you, Shirley, because you are the one thats limping. ( We have called the oldest girl Shirley after Shaun the sheep. Not that shes fat. ) He is really easy to lead anywhere. Just lead with a bucket of sheep treats. But the ewes are all really skittish, and it was a game of patience. I spread a line of sheep treats ( its like co***ne for them), and they had lined up and started properly munching. Thats when I launched myself at one, and managed to grab its back leg. ‘A moi !! ‘, I shouted, and one of our helping neighbours rushed in. So we managed to turn her onto her bottom so that she was not struggling, and I put a muzzle over her. I had just spent fifteen minutes watching an internet video on how to make a sheep muzzle. So now it should be easy. Just walk with her. Haha. She just lay down and refused. In the end, Jono took the two front legs, and Francois the two back legs, and I had her head, and we carried her to the other enclosure. Francois soon found out how strong she can be when she suddenly kicks. In the enclosure however she was happy because she found a fellow prisoner, and a bucket of treats. Phew. Job done for a while. Only… not. Last night the ram escaped, and went to join the others. He had noticed that the electricity was no longer working. I had accidentally wound the cable wrong when putting it back. Now there was a ewe alone in her enclosure. And she didn’t like it. So yes, this morning saw three of us with treat bucket, corralling the last sheep along the track and into the other enclosure. ( Shirley was better by now anyway ). I won’t go into details on how it went, but I got all the exercise I need for a couple of days. And I am not sure how much I like sheep. Happy Monday.