Lambs: Lost count
Apologies for the radio silence, it’s been a hectic few days.
Lambing has ramped up in the last few days, keeping Iona and I busy with a constant cycle of lambings, mucking out, bedding up and turning out. As soon as we’ve caught up with ourselves, the buggers all kick off again and we’re back to square one!
Have lost a couple of sheep over the last few days, which has had me feeling pretty low. I know I did everything I could, but still find it difficult not to be hard on myself.
Also had a surprise trip in to Kirkcudbright on Tuesday afternoon, lying in the back of the van with my hand firmly wedged in a sheep’s vagina trying to stop it all ripping or falling out during a particularly bad lambing.
3 big triplets all trying to come out of the same hole at the same time is never a good idea. Vets got one out alive and the ewe is fine, other than being very tender.
It’s not all been total disaster though. The weather has warmed up considerably and we’ve even had a couple of spells of much needed rain, which has the place looking a bit greener.
There are lots of healthy ewes and lambs enjoying life out in the fields.
And for every difficult lambing, we’re having plenty more easy ones, with bonny lambs out and up and on the teat in no time.
I may be losing the odd battle, but overall, we’re still (just about) winning the war…