We're in a bit of a trough again activity-wise. No new arrivals since Mystic's lambs over a week ago. Still waiting for the Zuni-lambs to arrive. Every year we have a lamb lag at some point in the season. It's a drag right now with the end tantalizingly close. Zuni's lambs will undoubtedly arrive when ready. I was checking her out on Friday, taking her temp to make sure she's fine, and I felt one of her lambs kick good and hard.
In the meantime here's a smattering of notes on the rest of the crew.
Mystic's milk is beginning to come in. Not gallons, but some. I've noticed her ewe lamb less interested in the bottle and watched her nurse today.
Her ram lamb is still pretty hooked on the bottle. I think he's a little lazy. Although I'm cutting him back a little to push him toward momma, he still gets pretty excited when I step into the barn.
The older lambs are now venturing out into the downhill pasture. With rain last week and back to back 80 degree days this weekend, the grass is finally taking off. The lambs adore ranging about, investigating the hillside with their moms. Today they got hot quickly, running back into the coolness of the barn, panting like puppies.
Aberdeen and her twins are keeping company with Mystic and her lambs, confined to the barn. Crackerjack seemed concerned about them being left behind. He stayed and kept watch over their pen this morning, supervising the rest of the flock through an open window.
One last shot taken during a late night barn check (the reason for the glow-in-the-dark eyes). This is what the lambs do to their poor mothers when they're trying to sleep!
Little monkeys.
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