Our First Lambs!

 

I was at the office on Friday when Brandon called with the surprizing news - we have lambs!  Our ewe, Lambchop, delivered two baby girls with no problems and no assistance from us.  Which is a good thing, since I had given up and assumed she wasn't pregnant, just fluffy.  

Brandon named the one with the brown face Derby...

and the one with the white face and black spot on her back April.  He thinks these names will help him remember how old they are.  

One their first day Lambchop let us hold and examine them, but she was nervous and made little grunting noises when the lambs cried.  They mind her well, and stay close to her side.  Now that they are bouncy I doubt I'll easily catch them again.  By their second day they were already playing and curious.  

Pistol Pete is in the little pasture near Lambchop and the lambs.  The night before they were born, he was acting strange.  Grunting and runnining up and down the fence.  I thought he was excited for his grains, but he didn't calm down after eating.  He acted eratic the whole day after the lambs were born too.  Phermones I guess.  He's rubbed most of his loose wool off by scraping his body on the fence.  

When he rubs on the fence, his wool forms strands of yarn that wrap the wire. 

I think the wool wrapped fence wire looks kinda cool, like a stripe of fabric down the fence.  Brandon does not agree with me!  

Wendigo has been extra playful now that she's an only dog again.  All the attention that was focused on the puppy is now hers to enjoy, and she's loving it.