Well, the Olympics are over so I can join the real world again. I have a lot of sleep to catch up on from staying up way past my bedtime for the past few weeks. Totally worth it!! In awe of these athletes. So many amazing moments, and America kicked ass! My patriotic cup runneth over, which it needed because to be honest it was running close to empty. Even though I’ve been glued to the TV for the past three weeks, our animals have all managed to survive…I think. JK, they are fine. My husband has been seeing to their every need, as per usual. I managed to do a few loads of laundry and keep Abraham alive so no worries, Ive been pulling my weight.
Lets see, what’s been happening around here…. have I mentioned that our sheep feel like a bunch of roommates. They live the ultimate free range lifestyle. We are in the process of building a fence that will keep them more maintained, aka away from the house in their own personal space. Our home is positioned at the top of a hill and it’s just natural for them to hang out where they feel safe, at the highest peak where they have the best view for potential predators, and near a structure where they can kinda hide out from said predators. They will hug up to our house when it’s windy or rainy and take cover under the deck for shade. It’s nice to come home and be greeted by all our “friends”. They are just not very good at cleaning up after themselves and can be really loud at three in the morning when a lamb gets separated from their momma but really she is only like three feet away. I love our momma’s and their babies. They are definitely a big part of our farm family. And I could watch the little lambs all day. They are the sweetest. Shaggy just recently had a baby (born on Charles’ birthday!) and its interesting to watch the rest of the herd meet her for the first time. They head butt her around to establish hierarchy. For the first few day’s after being born, her momma kept her away from the rest of the herd. This way she got to learn who her momma was, get familiar with her baa and such. It takes her a few days to get this down, as evidenced to her running towards me when I checked her out on the day she was born. She saw a body and went for it, instinctual to stay near a bigger body of some sort.
There are perks to being so close to our sheep. I think it helps us take better care of them because we know them so well. Sheep aren’t really know for big personalities, so it’s fun when you get a peek at the momma’s having different bossy or pushy moments. We will continue to see lots of these moments until that fence gets finished and they get the boot. :)