The lamb seems to be doing better.
I’m fairly confident the lamb is a ewe, so I’m gonna go with that until I see boy bits on her. She is still wobbly, but she’s up and about and seems to be eating. I gave her some nutridrench for some oompf. I became concerned about Pumpernickel, though, because she seemed to be making noises when she breathed. I checked her eyelids, and it looked like she needed wormer. Andy also talked to the vet who recommended some antibiotics in case it was respiratory stuff from the weather changing to wet and cold all of a sudden. So, we got her medicated this evening.
In other sheep news, Sadie knocked off one of her scurs (teeny horns) and bled all over the place. We sprayed her with bluekot stuff (sorta like liquid bandaid), but she’d already somehow gotten blood on Pearl’s face and on Pumpernickel’s baby.
Look…a picture of Pearl, her twins, and black lamb.
I pulled a few weeds in the garden. The lettuce and carrot seeds seem to have sprouted. Or it could be weed seedlings. While I was there I saw that finally (yay) some asparagus shoots are coming up out of the new patch. Maybe I didn’t kill them all after all. We’ve also picked a few asparaguseses from the old patch.
Glad to hear about the little lamb. Catie loves all the pictures. When I went through them for her, she saying, More! More! Heh.
I love the pictures too! And hooray for little lamb of steel. Hey, you could call her Steely Lamb! Hahahaha. Oh, I kill myself.
The lambs are difficult to photograph. They hardly ever stay still for long! BOING!
Hmmm….Steely Lamb. I’ll write that down. Ooo…darn, no pencil handy. 😉 I guess, though, we should probably name these critters eventually. If we don’t, they will become Spotty, Not Spotty, Blackie, and Black Spotty for good.
that little lamb is the cutest thing i have ever seen.