I hope, wherever you are, that the wind is not howling too loudly, and the drifts have not piled too high.
After lots of rain and soggy pastures keeping the sheep out of the fields for much of the first part of winter, we’ve been hit by a crazy amount of snow in recent weeks. Something else to keep the sheep in the barns.
The sheep are tolerating it, and, so far, are not trying to venture out across the drifts.
The lambs have been behaving themselves, too – and Gertrude’s triplets managed to keep their sweaters on.
Most of the time.
Rupert thought they instantly looked better once they put their sweaters on – “much more mature”. I pointed out that the turtlenecks have that effect (and also served to cover their wrinkly backs).
They are still being bottle fed…the “green girl” and little boy are getting something from mom, but they need a little supplement, too. The “red girl” (named for the colour of crayon I marked her with, for Rupert’s sake) is getting all of her milk from us. And she is very vocal about it every time we come into the barn.
We have to be careful about not being fooled into feeding her too much. But it can be hard to resist that persistent cry…and that face.
They are doing quite well, though. Down to just four feedings a day (no more 2 a.m. bottles!), and they have outgrown their sweaters.
Which is a good thing, since Millie had twins this afternoon, and the sweaters are needed elsewhere.