A Winter Surprise
Here’s what is currently outside our house, and outside our 3-sided barn, open to the elements:
Here’s what is currently inside our house:
And up in the 3-sided barn? Here’s what’s up there:
As always, we put our ram Erik in with the ladies late December. I did chores every day (as Melissa recovered from surgery) and noticed that there wasn’t much sheep sex going on. This concerned me. Was there something wrong with Erik? Why wasn’t he mounting every female in sight, as he usually did?
It turns out that the reason Erik didn’t engage in much sexual congress with the ewes was that over two-thirds of the ewes were
Let’s all say that together out loud, and please grit your teeth to fully experience the emotional horror of the news:
The sheep were
Instead of lambs being born mid-May (5 months after Erik does his thing), outside in the warm spring, lambs are coming now, in the middle of the winter. Why?
Early September there was unauthorized sheep sex on our farm, probably perpetrated by a randy ram lamb who jumped about three fences to reach the ladies. We didn’t think anything of it because it was so early in the fall and we thought he was much too little to do any damage, so Melissa put him back where he belonged. End of story. Except that the little devil must have stolen a step stool and used it to reach the ewes.
What’s happening now is a very long story, and I’ll post it once I’ve achieved enough emotional distance that I find the whole thing amusing. Look for that post in about ten years.
So if I don’t post much for awhile, it’s because I’m either feeding this:
Or kissing this: