Hungry juncos.
Buried daffodils and happy Jackson.
Snowy sheep lot.
Douglasfir on the way to the barn.Then I got busy with chores. Open the henhouse door for the day and check the girls' food and water; hay the horses and pick their stalls and paddocks; feed the cat; feed and water the sheep. WHOA! What in the world? As I walked into the sheep fold, I saw blood first, and then noticed that sheep were everywhere. Braveheart, probably frustrated by being cooped up these last few soggy days, had bashed his way out of his pen, bloodying his bone knobs in the process. He then proceeded to bash on three of the other sheep - Brava, Browning and Butter. Dinah didn't have a mark on her; it didn't appear that Inky did, either. Everyone was was standing and walking on all fours, so it looks like no harm was done. I just hope all the girls are already pregnant, because I don't need late July lambs!
(Look at Inky's baby bump! I sure hope her little lambies are okay in there.)That's it for now at . . .
11 comments:
Wow, that is a bunch of snow! Nothing down here, but the hills are pretty :)
Hopefully all of your girls are ok - naughty boy.
What a naughty boy! Does he need some sort of toy to keep him occupied when he's indoors?
Gorgeous pictures, as always.
Wow - I hope everyone's OK. It finally warmed up here and now it's raining to beat the band.
It's snowing here like the devil. The sheep are covered with white in just a few minutes. Bummer!
You must have been so frightened to see all the blood. Hope everything is still OK. I guess sheep don't need horns to be naughty.
No Sharrie, the polled boys can be naughty, too, but I hate to think how much damage Braveheart could have done if he'd been bashing the others with a big ol' set of horns!
Wow, that would have been a very scary moment indeed, walking into that barn and seeing the chaos. Very naughty boy. I do hope all the lambs are ok.
He probably just made a big blood mess rather than slamming them hard. I hope they'll be ok and he settles down!
HOLY COW!!! Rams - a four letter word :-/.
What a bone head! hehe
sorry, couldnt resist.
I had a dog attack a ewe a couple years ago, he was a very big dog, he actually picked her up by the coat and shook her like she was a rag. She and her unborn lambs were fine, all except the hunk of wool he managed to pull out of her side through the coat.
Braveheart you bad un! Glad the girls were all ok after his little outburst!
No let up for you from the snow then? We're forecast to get more on Sunday but it will probably stay up on the mountains. Love the Douglas Fir :o)
There are no muddy footprints or grease marks on their coats. I bred my ewes one year with coats on, and I could tell when each ewe got bred beacuse the ram was real greasy and would leave a nice greasy mark on the back end of their coats. Natural rattle marker.
-Susan
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