Chickens are laying up a storm. Think I counted 29 eggs so far today, plus 2 goose eggs. Haven't seen a duck egg, wonder where they are laying them.
It's so cool to watch the lambs. A few days old and they are climbing and jumping off their mum and any other animal that lays down. They chase each other around, are inquisitive about everything.
Yesterday Sherry and John came to see them. They want to purchase 2 wethered boys once they are weaned to raise for eating. I've put them on the list, as first need all the girls to birth so that I know what I have to sell. Jim and Jenny today also advised that they were interested in one for butcher, but want one ready for butcher, they don't want to keep it from small.
Dolly is getting better at dropping all her milk for me. I've taken to brushing her while the milker is pumping and it's helping relax her. She especially likes her rump brushed, moves her tail like Buttercup used to. Still have a bit to hand milk straight into the cats bowl, but I'd rather do that than go through the mastitis saga again.
This morning there were 2 of the new roosters in the shed and by the amount of poop they'd been living there for awhile. Took a while to catch them, one at a time and unceremoniously chuck them out the door.
The evening before last my friend Teri came over. Helped with the chores, tried her hand at milking Dolly and then we chatted over cups of tea. A wonderful evening, thank you Teri.
Jackie and her husband are leaving for Florida tomorrow for a few weeks holiday, drive safely and bring us some warm weather when you return, thanks.
Well, time to go do the evening chores, bye all.
Bloody cow ! She knows exactly where she's supposed to go, down to the milk parlour, back to the pasture, but no, Miss Dolly has a little Spring fever. She took off down the side of the sheep pasture in the front garden, slipped and fell in the snow, got back up and took off into the old apple orchard. I'm running parallel to her with the grain bucket, brambles tearing at me, ringing the bell, cut her off, so she turns, runs back towards the driveway. Can't run behind her as that just eggs her on. The sheep are all excited, running with her on the other side of the fence, while Anni and Rosco think it's all a game. I speak gently to her, get close enough to grab her collar, and then hang on for dear life trying to get her to calm down. Fortunately I didn't fall, managed to steer her back up to the back garden, moving her forward while her head was in the grain bucket. Methinks we are going back to the lead until Miss Dolly realises that she is a pregnant mum, and running on ice and snow is not a good idea. Really got a work out tonight, wonder where I'm going to hurt tomorrow !