Toes, Teeth and Teats.

Toes....having a pedicure means you are forced to sit down and put your feet up for at least 45 minutes, an hour if you are lucky, to let your nail varnish dry - a luxury rarely indulged in these days. Teeth - always important to look after your teeth. Regular flossing and good mouth hygiene means less painful or expensive trips to the dentist. Teats - need I say more. Regular checks for lumps and bumps is a preventative measure to avoid the dreaded.
But it's not women I refer to. The Shepherd coined the phrase as it was used by his grandfather who taught him everything he knows to do with sheep.

So we trimmed their hooves, checked their teeth and teats and declared them all in good shape. Apart from one little lamb that is. As we had them all contained we also took fresh samples to send off to the lab for faecal testing. This is a great service and allows us to check for worms without just automatically worming. We turned them back out to pasture, making a note to watch our little weak lamb.
A week later the lab results turned up very wormy sheep so we once again rounded them up and brought them in. Our local vet arrived with small bags of medicine for us to administer. Fortunately for us, we can order just the amount we need and therefore not have to buy commercial quantities of sheep drench that will go out of date before we've used it.
The vet assessed our flock, declared them fit for purpose and left. We then got busy catching them one by one, and administering the drench (sheep wormer.) We had individual syringes so one by one, the Ologist measured the dose and the Shepherd and I took turns to open their mouths and deliver the meds orally. They were then turned out to pasture but we all made a note to check on the little lamb who had lost condition.
We had called her the 'Unihorn' due to one of her horns being deformed. I know we shouldn't give them names, but it was more a way for us to identify the lambs when they first arrived rather than being too familiar. You can't get that close to see the numbers in their ear tags so at least we could see the wonky horn from a distance. Not having the experience yet to identify one from the other it was an easy trick to name them. One other lamb we called 'Siouxsie Sioux' – she had a case of late summer fly-strike and we had to shear her back end, clear the maggots and spray her with antiseptic....it is bright purple so she looked shocking, eccentric and a bit punk.
So, back to the Unihorn who lost condition rapidly, even after worming. A kindly neighbour came round with a bottle of antibiotics and a syringe with a needle – another 'first' to add to my list of new skills (giving an injection) – but alas it didn't work. We had her dispatched. This is the sad part of farming. She was barely six months old and would potentially have grown with our flock to have many seasons of lambing. But it was not to be.

Looking to the positive, we have a newcomer arriving in just over a week. He is our first ram, a handsome Wiltshire Horn ram, complete with papers....and a name. His current owners have nicknamed him 'Ed' - as in Ed would if he could. Will post more on this once he has settled in. I am hoping he won't intimidate our Huntaway puppy who is now nearly six months old and learning to interact with the flock.


We are working with the Ologist's mantra....the six P's. Perfect Planning Prevents P*ss Poor Performance. Watch this space. Updates will be posted when available.

(RIGHT: an expedition last year to the pond - it was hidden in an impenetrable forest of willow, brambles and nettles.)



We have more than a lifetime of wood to burn in our woodburners. Holiday makers, take note: there will be a wheelbarrow outside your back door and you can find your way to the barn to help yourself to as much wood as you can burn during your stay here on the farm!
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