Family sheep business

Last weekend it was time for the lambs to get their next lot of inoculations. Our daughter called it "mother's and babies checkup". Truly it was a family affair.

Presiding over the proceedings was Miss Nearly Five, who can be seen above bringing the mob in. Miss Nearly Five is very comfortable around the sheep. And she is already knowledgeable about farm things. Great life for a kid.

Master One Year Old gave verbal advise from the arms of who ever was holding him at the time. That is when he wasn't playing in his pen or recovering from his hard work in his bed.

The big boss, our son-in-law was still a bit crook after surgery so he inhabited the supervisor in chief's chair, getting up to weigh a lamb here and there. (They are putting on weight nicely)

Racing around lifting, dragging, injecting and sorting were K, Aunty J, Uncle W and neighbour Zeb. And doing an enormous amount of work, including some crutching was our daughter. She looked quite professional with a lamb on the boards and shearing gear in her hand.

I was on baby watching duty.

Ewes and lambs were mustered, drafted, treated for any sign of flies. Lambs were injected, ear tagged and drenched, sprayed and crutched if necessary. Mothers and babies were united and moved out to the paddock. Dust, noise, ( believe me you haven't heard noise until you have been near a couple of hundred ewes calling for their individual baby among a couple of hundred lambs) heat, flies, in fact all the elements of a summer day around sheep.

 

The catering for these weekends of farm work is always impressive. Brownies with our cuppas, baked potatoes with all the fixings for dinner and a BBQ lunch with brioche buns and salad.

Silly  me forgot to take any photos so these amazing ones are courtesy of Master One Year Old and Miss Nearly Five's Aunty J who kindly gave me permission to use them. Good thing cos the pictures make the post I reckon.

Life is good.

Cheers Sue

A Ferg on the Move.