Our first pony activity of the New Year was to get a worm egg count done. The picture below is of my husband who, although he looks like he is impersonating a gnome, is actually sitting in the pony field, early on a very cold morning, waiting for Tavey to do some droppings (I was watching Rufus). We had a deadline as the faecal sample needed to be at the vets by 10am but as it was a half an hours drive away, it didn't leave us much time from first light. We had nearly given up and had just started pouring out coffee from our flask, when first one went, then the other. The coffee went flying as we gathered the precious nuggets and rushed off to the vets. We burst into the vet's office at 1oam on the dot...phew.
The new sheep that we check seem a happy, healthy bunch and are no trouble except for a Jacob that I've nicknamed 'Domino' (because of its markings). We had arrived to find Domino missing from the flock and we eventually found him looking rather dead in a patch of brambles. On investigation we found that he was still alive but had got a thick stem of bramble caught round his neck and as he had twisted round and round trying to escape he had tightened the stem until it was more or less throttling him and he could hardly breathe. It was so tight that it was difficult to release him and when we did his legs were so weak and shaky that he kept falling over but luckily he soon recovered once he got back with the flock and started grazing within a few minutes although I imagine he must have had a sore throat.
We have also recently helped gather the pregnant ewes so they could be transported back to the farm where they were scanned to see what they were expecting. Out of the 32 ewes all are expecting, 19 with twins (and a couple possibly expecting triplets) and all the rest with singles. This will be the first year we are involved with the lambing so I am quite excited.
With so much stock checking I haven't had time to do anything in the garden other than to have a walk round to see what is coming up. It all seems quite behind this year..the snow drop flowers are almost non existent (I'm beginning to wonder if the pheasants are pecking at them) and the daffodils have only just shown themselves above the ground, unlike the Rhubarb which started sprouting underneath the snow in December..pity I don't like Rhubarb.
2010 was a brilliant year for me but I think 2011 may be even better. Winston Churchill once said, "I am an optimist. It doesn't seem too much use being anything else." This about sums up how I feel, so (although a bit late)...Happy New Year everyone:))))
4 comments:
It really made me chuckle when you and your husband were on poo watch waiting for the ponies to do their necessaries.
Hi david..it was absolutly freezing and we were so pleased when we had successfully delivered the items to the vets in time that we had to find somewhere for a proper cup of hot coffee and a cake to celebrate :D
Poor Domino! Just as well for him that you arrived when you did. I hope he's alright now.
I had to smile also at the thought of you both waiting for the ponies to oblige.... and then your mad dash to the vet! :O) It's interesting that the animal's medication is being made in tasty flavours.... but then why not, as ours is.
Sounds like you've got a really busy time ahead of you Helen, with the lambing!
Hi Lesley..Domino is fine but it shows how important stock checkers are. I think the lambing will be a busy time although we are not the only volunteers involved. I think there will be a rota. We will be given some training but I am still a bit apprehensive although it is not too hands on (or hands 'in'), more assisting and watching out for sheep that are having difficulties. I am really looking forward to it though:)
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