Life And Death On The Farm (But I don't have to like it!)

Well, today is one of those days that you don't want to repeat at any time in your life! As a little girl I remember hearing my Dad say, "It's life and death on the farm!" This of course came when one of our animals died. Yes, it was death on the farm today and it sure doesn't get any easier.

I mentioned in our last post that one of our ewes delivered a preemie lamb on Friday. It was quite a surprise as we weren't expecting it since there had been no udder formation. We actually thought she hadn't bred or that she would be very late in April. After giving her a shot on Saturday to help her expel the afterbirth will little result, we took her to the vet this morning.
(We have a wonderful vet that always accommodates us and actually knows all about sheep!)
Upon examination she discovered that somehow her insides were a mess and that there was nothing that could be done. So of course that meant putting her to sleep! Whew! It's hard to put down one that is really a pet!

Miriam was 2 years old and this was her first lambing. She was a beautiful fawn katmoget with a very soft, lustrous, long fleece. She loved attention to the point that she would get so close to your face that she kissed you. Miriam loved animal crackers. She was also my daughter's Champion Shetland ewe this past year at the Southeastern Animal Fiber Fair. We so looked forward to her lambs. We buried her in full fleece near our sheep pasture.

Okay, enough of that. Let's get to life on the farm! Here are pictures of Orville and Wilbur Wright. (Remember, our theme for this year is famous people.)



Annie with Orville (white on head) and Wilbur.