Showing posts with label Brynn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brynn. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013 Recap, Gangsta-Lamb & Alyssa at the Farm

I have obviously taken a huge blogging break.  So very much has transpired this year and it was simpler to post to Facebook than blogger.  My New Year's resolution is to get back to blogging and lay off FB.  Something that many of my FB friends will appreciate.  My mobile upload album has over 3500 pictures, to give you an idea of how much I post.  It is a wee bit ridiculous, I suppose.

Our year in a snapshot (what I can actually remember).

Jan - preparing for lambing.  Bliss, my new puppy came home to live.  Bliss's mother is a sister to my Bea (Bett x Riggs).  Her sire Zorro is related to my Brynn.  She completed our dog family. 

Feb - April was lambing.  Oodles of new lambs took over my life. 

March 21, 2013 Stewie was born.  My heart was hijacked by a little lamb who came home and lived in my house the first six weeks of his life, wearing a diaper and sleeping in a dog crate next to my bed.  Stewie was a bit of a miracle, saved by a jugular cath & lots of people who contributed medical skills & love to get him over the hump.  In doing so, we learned a tremendous amount, he evolved into a huge personality and has shared joy with me & many others daily since.

May-June - farm chores, mowing pastures, moving sheep and caring for the family pretty much occupied my days.  We lost one of my favorite ewe's to the damn cougar, Baby, the natural colored Rambouillet ewe, her lamb was six weeks old.  Bunny, what I named the lamb, came home to the house and stayed with Stewie for a while before we moved them together to the barn.  Later in June yet another ewe was killed by a cougar. 

July - Gabriel our Livestock Guardian Dog came to live on the farm.  What was left of my heart was thus taken over.  But the heart has a way of growing & expanding to accommodate.  Since Gabriel has arrived we have not lost a single sheep. 

August - I cannot remember, other than hours upon hours on the tractor, going back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

Sept - Ranger and Bonnie went to live with John's ex wife, Melody and his kids Evan & Grace.  It was the best decision we could make for them.  Bonnie and Beth continued to try and kill each other.  Ranger was often left home alone, or with Bonnie while we spent our days at the farm.  This way we can see them frequently.  Bonnie has claimed Melody, as her very own person.  Ranger has the kids & Melody.  They sleep on their beds, spend their days on the couch and being part of the family.  It was very hard to give them up, but everyone's lives are richer for it. 

Sept - Oct - Joanna and her daughter Isabella came to live with us while she saved money for her own place.  They were a welcome addition to our family and we have adopted them into our crazy family - they have been assimilated.   Rams went in with the ewes, sheep needed to be moved from pasture to pasture. 

Nov - Dec -  My days were filled with making my sheep sculptures, filling orders, meeting inventory orders for the local store & getting ready for the holidays.

Now that the Holidays are essentially over, I will relish the few weeks of relaxation before shearing Feb 8th lambing begins Feb 15th,  and then building up inventory for Shepherds Extravaganza in April.  Whew, it will begin again...
  
Moving to present day:  I took my grand daughter along with me to the farm today.  My daughter had to take my son to the doctor - so Gramma had baby duty.  It is such a chore, you know... *insert wink wink wink here*  

She was styling in her boots and coat.   Gramma needs to buy her a pair of muck boots & barn coat, but this will suffice for now.  She was geared up and ready to help Gramma with chores. 



First up, Alyssa said hello to Stewie.  Stewie has not seen Alyssa for a few months.  She was his favorite playmate when he lived in our house.  She was happy to see him.  Deep in my heart I believe Stewie was happy to see her too....

We began with sniffs.  And some affectionate head rubbing.  


Alyssa would move away, and he would follow, playfully rubbing his head against her. 


Then his intentions became apparent:  Stewie had an adgenda that was not compatible with Alyssa remaining upright. 


The first playful 'head-butt" quickly transitioned into a outright rumble resulting in Alyssa going airborn, Gramma successfully caught her before she hit the dirt.  As he was backing up, to gain momentum for another head-butt aimed for her backside, Gramma met Stewie's chin with her boot.  Delivering a swift upper kick - rattling his noggin'. 

Was his choice for violence simply a manifestation jealousy?  Perhaps a good lamb gone bad, led astray by his life choices?  We may never know.  Stewie is, as Stewie does.

Gramma wisely put Alyssa into the farm wagon.  Which pleased Stewie & Gramma.  She was on his level where he could inspect everything and anything she did, yet she was safe from Gangsta-Lamb. 

(Gramma is not sure why she is writing in third person.) 



Next, with Alyssa in the wagon we separated all the sheep and loaded up with alfalfa for the troughs.  


Alyssa supervised delivery and placement, keeping me on task with her whip.  She shows spectacular accuracy with it.  Just sayin'....


These much kinder lambs, were curious and sweet to Alyssa.  They did not feel the need to teach her how to fly.  Gangsta-Lamb was other wise occupied while Alyssa was mobile, lest she meet the business end of his brow yet again.  He warily watched where my boots were and oddly enough it only took me saying "Dont you even think about it!" to him a couple times and he would turn away...with a depressed sulky expression. 


Alyssa enjoyed sneaking over to pat Ruth, the immobile elderly romney ewe on the butt. - then she would run back giggling.   

A game we coined Pat-Ruth & Run.  

Wrapping up the day, we fed Gabriel.  Because the neighbors were shooting off their guns (terrifies him), Gabriel left some of his food which Alyssa and Brynn generously shared with the chickens.  Alyssa mastered imitating the 'Daddy Kikken" which I listened to half the way home.  My ears are still ringing.  


Brynn stayed close to Alyssa, always on the look out for the advancement of Gangsta-Lamb.  


They both crashed on the way home, after Brynn ate a couple of her chicken nuggets. 


This was a wonderful way to wrap up the last day of 2013.  Dogs, sheep, my darling grand daughter & friends.  Who could ask for more?  




Monday, April 23, 2012

Echo & Brynn

This last weekend we had a visitor come by the farm.  Brynn's littermate Echo stopped by to hang out and meet the sheep with her family. 

 

Brynn has not seen Echo since she was a wee puppy at their foster home in Moses Lake, WA, three years ago this month.  

Brynn & Echo were good friends way back then. Below they are playing with the nanny dog Cassie at the foster home. 

 
Brynn and Echo today


Echo was blessed with awesome ears.  


And the cutest head tilt ever.  


The resemblance is striking, except for the ears.
 

Brynn has the air-plane ears


Echo has flying-nun ears


They stand the same, they drool the same. 


They both love to play ball.  Intense hard working dogs.  They even have the same tongue and love for the water. 



While Brynn is an working sheepdog, Echo is not sure what to do with sheep.  


She was not impressed by them...at all.   We let Echo watch Brynn work, you could see a little glimmer, but then she would turn to her mom and look away. 


Echo made it clear that is not what trips her trigger. 


Where Brynn would curl up in a corner and die without sheep...Echo didn't care one iota for them. 

Brynn was just fine with that.  She tried to share, but was happy to keep them for herself. 


Brynn showed off her sheepdog moves, trying to get Echo interested. 
 

Alas it was for naught.  All Echo wanted was to be with Holly and her boy Nick.  That is what rocks Echo's world.  Her family. 


While sheep may not be her forte, Echo and her handler Holly are kicking butt and setting records in Noseworks competitions. In her first trial Echo won first place overall in addition to receiving the Noseworks One title. She also placed in 3 out of 4 elements: 2nd in interior & vehicle searches and 1st in exterior.  Her overall time for all 4 elements was 57 seconds, the only dog to do it in under a minute total. 


Who needs sheep when you have an kick-ass nose?  




Tuesday, March 27, 2012

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words

Because I am rediscovering muscles I never even knew I had, blogging is going to be short this evening...I am unable to actually pick up my arms, makes typing difficult. 

I have been enjoying my iPhone through lambing, it is fun to play with the pictures and Instagram when I am bored waiting for a lamb to be born or just letting the sheep graze in an area I need to watch them.

They say a picture is worth a 1000 words.  So here is the last couple of weeks in Instagram.   

As you all know I have some favorite ewes.  This is one of them, Rebecca.  She is a Border Leicester.

I just got her in the birthing jug when she delivered the first ewe lamb.  Shortly after she delivered the twin.  She stayed lying down turned and started to clean them both off.  As I helped towel them dry she licked my fingers and started talking to her lambs.  Since she was doing such a nice job I left her alone and shot a few pictures of this endearing scene. 



She has the first born lamb tucked under her fleece, cleaning it off and keeping her warm.  She got a wee bit chilled while mom gave birth to it's twin.  Rebecca seemed to know that.  She kept her tucked in that warm spot the entire time she cleaned her lambs. 


"Hi there, I am your sister, who are ewe?".


Rebecca continues to make me smile every day.  I love this ewe. 


A good mom for sure.


The lambs are growing leaps and bounds.

Fred with his sister



A lamb pile around the tree on top of what is left of the old round bale.  I want to clean this up but the lambs love to lay on the tarp and soft hay.


Jim is tolerating the lambs in his space....finally.


I think he is getting used to his job.  Often I will find him all by himself in the farthest reaches of the pasture - having a snit.  Personally I think it is growing pains and he is sick of the young-ens.


Fred always seems to find the best spots to take a nap.  Warm in the sun...


Lambs in a row


Lambs on a rock


Triplets tucked into a triplet pile


A field full of lambs


The lambs are having fun exploring the pasture


Romney ewe with her twins


John luring the sheep back into the pen on a bitterly cold & snowy day with the all powerful pink grain bucket.


John the Llama whisperer


Just a pretty scene...


Grazing in the new pasture


Brynn helping to funnel the lambs and ewes back into the night pasture.


Brynn inches forward, then sits to hold pressure.  At least that is what I think she is doing.  She often sits instead of lie down, depends on the situation. 


Brynn waits patiently, scooting forward on her tummy, until the lambs get up. 


Onward we go.


A slice of Heaven on Earth. 

And next year...we will be lambing across the street in THIS!  Behold the Barn of my Dreams.