Nigel has a new friend

A lamb in the kitchen…… again

I have untied Ciesti and she is allowing the two boy lambs to suckle.

When the little girl gets near and tries to feed she head butts her. I have brought the little girl indoors and will feed her for a while and then see if Ciesti has enough milk (and mothering) for three.

Mothering doesn’t come naturally to all animals (or humans)

Ciesti has rejected lambs in previous years (who remember Iggle, Piggle and Wiggle?). Ciesti has been butting the three lambs and preventing them from feeding. In desperation we have put a halter on her and tied her up. She has food and water and the lambs might have a chance to suckle.

I held mum as one of the triplets tried to feed

If this doesn’t work then we will be bottle feeding three lambs!

The red kites are circling ……

Maybe they are scavenging (perhaps the afterbirth) as Ciesti has just given birth to TRIPLETS!

Mother and three lambs but mother only has two teats

We will bring ewe and lambs into the barn so that we can keep an eye on them. If needs be we will give “top up” bottles to the weakest lamb and extra food and water to the hardworking mother.

“Monday, not Tuesday”, as one of mum’s friends noted when I arrived to see mum this morning

I usually visit mum on a Tuesday but went to London today instead. I arrived to find mum having her feet treated by the chiropodist, her hair recently coiffed and her fingernails had been painted by the visiting manicurist.

Nails looking good

As mum pointed out, she has better nails now that she never does any washing up. By the time I left we had a circle of chairs and ladies around us and we had discussed the terror attack in Streatham, the coronavirus, the BAFTA’s versus the Oscars (BAFTA’s better, of course) and Prince William and Katherine (mum says she is the leader in that marriage!). We really had a good laugh and chin wag. I arrived home to find that a Domino was just giving birth to twins. She might still have a third in her swollen belly. More later.

Oh what a day

And it’s not yet 9 o’clock

The light on the grass is luminous
With a dry week ahead it’s time to straw the chicken runs
And put straw down for the cows . They like the taste

Then it’s playtime for Nigel who chases the baler twine as I walk back to the paddock to let out the goats. Click below

He got the prize