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Fourth Child Syndrome

I realized when I posted my last memory that I had never made a post for Abigail. We did have a fourth baby born here on April 28th. So per the fourth child truth – fewer pictures and forgetful to do what was done for the rest. But alas she is the sweetest one. Her parents were Rebekah and Peter. So coming up with a name was hard and I had a couple and despite thinking that Abigail was too big of a name for such a wee thing, I decided she could grow into it, and I do like Abigail in the Bible.

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Not an hour or a bit more old. The afterbirth is to the left.

So I went out to see how everyone was doing on that April day and these two greeted me. Thankfully, Abby didn’t get all sandy like Phoebe did before getting cleaned up. She was quite the wee little thing and so very precious with a pretty sweet face. So reminded me of when we got Sarah.

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Posing after getting things done after her baby’s birth.

They looked so cute together and Rebekah stayed right with her new little one. Taking so much care of her. She is the smallest of the lambs. But how to pick pictures? You see she was the fourth, and I didn’t get as many pictures of her as Samuel who was first. No one has as many pictures as Samuel. But she is cute in about all that I do have of her. And her mother and me pictures are just precious.

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How many times can I use precious before it gets old?

But I did find this interesting. In going out and checking on everyone when Abby was five days old, I found Little One in the extra bowl that is under the barn overhang. All curled up. Fast asleep. Mama laying closely by.

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Don’t you dare wake up my sleeping baby!

Now as cute as that was and as hard to get a good picture under there, two days later I go out and what do I find? Abby in the bowl again. Wide awake this time. But mama and daddy are on each side of her keeping close guard. So sweet and lovely.

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Sarah checking in with the new one but then looking at me.

So now just shy of a month old she is out and bouncing everywhere. She can get that lamb bounce going quite well. A Lively little girl. Still smallish but eating well. Oh, if you need to have a calming moment. A time to just relax. Nothing like a baby lamb to do it for you.

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Shall I test this plant for eating?

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Shearing Day

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Jacob with his new haircut and forgotten tail. Yep a lot was going on with him.

So Mark wanted to try and shear the sheep. We did end up with one looking ok, but then it didn’t go well even with some advice. So next step? Check out to see if you can find a shearer to come and do it for you and watch. Mark emailed a contact he found that wasn’t too far away, and she was able to come out yesterday.

We were sure nervous about the whole ordeal. What to expect. What would happen. Were we set up like they would like. Too much to worry about for first timers. Especially when we needed to pen them up and not let them eat from noon the day before. Oops. We both forgot that one till about 4pm. They did end up with less than what they would normally eat from then on but still a bit much. Especially when we had a system we thought would work set up to pen them without food but some water. And the way it was done would make it easy to move them to be sheared.

Oh dear, I looked out the window at 7:20am (they were to arrive at 8am) and the sheep had escaped and were happily grazing away. We ran out so very fast and tried to get them penned back up without feed. Yeah! Right! So a bit of feed helped with the ordeal. But then we only got a little over half in the pen that they couldn’t get out of. So shut them up and then tried again with the rest at a less secure spot. Thankfully, they followed in, and Mark stayed guard.

Kathryn and her boyfriend arrived and got set up, and we got to the job. They have just started in the business and got their certifications this year. So we were their tenth farm to visit. What was nice is that they like doing small flocks yet as they aren’t fast and don’t like to rush it as they are still newish at it. They take their time and are very careful of cutting the sheep and actually are quite sorry when it happens, as it will happen. We all got along well, and it went smoothly. Well, smoothly for dealing with animals who aren’t happy with what is up.

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The group to end up in the less secure area

Above, can you see, not so little, Samuel with his tiny horns to the left of Sarah? He ended up with this lot while his mother was in the other pen. He decided he didn’t like this idea and needed his mother and the two of them held a loud conversation across the yard. Now, he could escape easily but wasn’t trying, and I tried to get him out which he wasn’t having any of. Life was just a bit stressful in the moment. He did finally make a break for it under the panel and got over to mom which had one side that the babies could get through Finally he felt safe with mom. Sarah, staring at us, wasn’t getting sheared today as we deemed her pretty good from when Mark tried her a few weeks before. Alas, she wasn’t sure why she was imprisoned with the rest this time. But it was much easier to have them all together than to sort them.

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Rebekah getting sheared again as she needed touched up from Mark’s job.

In the end, we had 9 sheep sheared. Three we declared good enough form Mark’s try. Above Rebekah had been attempted before but needed a new cut. So she is getting a second go in one season. I’m sure she didn’t appreciate that.

If you look at the pen behind. You can see that Samuel has made it over to mom. He is the brown littler one with his horns. All was now well for him. The four babies did all eventually get out and just go play. It is one the greatest joys on this small farm to watch the four of them playing together. They get along well.

And what is all this trouble for?

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Don’t remember whose fleece this is but I’m excited.

I had made a makeshift table to put the fleece on and do a quick sort of it and pull out the nasty bits and short bits and toss them to the side for the compost. Then I had some cloth bags I had made to stuff the fleece in for storage and wrote on each whose fleece it was.

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Getting on with it however it can be done for everyone’s ease

So in the picture above, There are three bags over the fence of fleece. I had already taken some to the house. The pile of what would go to the compost is beside the sawhorse. Little, or not so little, Joseph is out of focus by the water trough. Oh, and with their eating that shouldn’t have happened? We only had one, Peter, who pooped in the process of being sheared. Oops.

When all was done, we went up to my fiber room as they were interested in the Great Wheel Mark had made me. When they left, Mark wanted to run to Tractor Supply so we went to Giddings and had lunch at Whataburger and then hit the store. At this point the shearing day was over but not the farm work day by a long shot. Lots more sweating (90F before we finished shearing) and work followed when home again.

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Too Much Cuteness to Keep on the Farm

So life is pretty nice this spring. But of course, if you can just go outside and see new babies having fun, how can one be down or depressed. Nothing like sweet lamb smiles and hopping, and playing, and nursing, and … to put a smile on your face.

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Joseph and his very serious face

The boys are growing so fast Samuel is 25 days old today and Joseph is 18 days old. They are both full of life and fun. They spend a lot of time playing together which makes me happy they were born a week apart and have each other as companion. You can’t get too much of those sweet brown faces.

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Samuel standing tall

They still need their little boy rests and side by side is where you will find them. One would think they were twins. Really, it is only when they need their respective mothers that they are apart. And though they are such fun and a joy. They aren’t alone anymore as the only littles on this farm.

Tuesday morning doing chores I thought that Naomi was acting quite beyond weird. She didn’t run up for their treat (they get a littleĀ  each morning and late afternoon but hard to count it as feed as they don’t get a lot). In fact, she stayed by the trees with the two boys. Why did Samuel and Joseph hang out with Naomi? She isn’t either of theirs mother.

After chores I went to check on her and though everyone had moved to the upper pasture, Naomi was laying down by the fence with guess who? Yep, Samuel and Joseph were right there with her. This part of the story still puzzles me as this was not, nor is, the norm.

Then I went out later again to see about her and what greeted me?

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A brand new baby Phoebe

Naomi had a baby girl in the sand. This was fairly recent as Phoebe’s (took a long time to name her so she was Little One for a day) cord was still wet and somewhat red. Naomi still had placenta hanging out her rear that soon finished coming out so got it taken cared of quickly. But having a baby in a sandy area does present a bit of a problem. Though Phoebe was cleaned up on her head and legs, who wanted to lick all that sand off her back? Not mom. Boy was I wishing I had brought a towel out with me. But who knew.

Now despite a nice very thin girl, Naomi seemed very tired and over-done. I was wishing I had come out just a bit earlier to check on her, as I am assuming the birth wasn’t as easy as the boy’s were. I gave her extra feed which she gobbled down. But still little movement or care.

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Mommy and daughter enjoying a good lie down

I then remembered about molasses water for new mom’s to help bring back their energy (all the time I spend watching homestead vlogs does come in handy – thanks Rose). Ran in the house and got the molasses and ran back to the barn (now “ran” is the wrong word here as this kid runs for nothing except real emergencies, a good hurry would be a better term) poured a glug into a bucket then ran water in it till it was dissolved and set it by Naomi. She downed the whole thing in no time.

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In the upper pasture eating and exploring

Having to leave, I texted Mark an hour later asking how all were doing. He said they had gone up to the upper pasture and Naomi was grazing and Phoebe laying nearby. I was so happy at that point. They are both doing well despite how thin Phoebe looked or tired Naomi was. Today most of Phoebe’s sand is worn off. I am giving her some electrolytes to help her along as she needed an extra boost. But all in all, they are wonderful and out having a good day today.

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Found mom after a short separation

It is a wonder to watch the mother’s and their babies. They can get a bit apart and one or the other will call. Then the other responds, and they call back and forth. Then you can see the joy when they find each other and all is well again with the world. I would love to know the baas as they hear them. Sometimes the mom’s just ignore them and sometimes they immediately jump up and go searching. Same with the babies listening to mom. One day, the boys were ignoring both their mom’s as they played. Then with just one baa from each of the moms, both boys jumped and were across the pasture in a second and at the moms’ side. I wonder if that last baa was the, “If you don’t get your bottom over her this second, you will grounded till you graduate from high school!!!!!”

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Newest Member of the Farm

So this weekend I went to the Contemporary Handweavers of Texas Art Camp. Had a great time learning about making pine needle baskets and other crafts.

But the best part of the Weekend?

When just getting back in class Sunday afternoon, I heard my phone vibrating and decided to check it. It was Mark wanting to let me know that we had a new lamb. Hannah had probably just birthed a little dark boy just minutes before Mark discovered them. Mark did a video that he sent and then we FaceTimed so I could watch them. No doubt at all who the little feller’s father was. The Herd Ram we bought is a Gulf Coast Native that has the color gene. His legs and head are dark brown but not his wool. Well, Jacob sent more than a little color on to his little offspring that looks to have it all over and even in the little wool he’s born with. Here’s hoping that it doesn’t all fade away.

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Samuel almost 48 hours old

 

But on the farm, the event started when Mark heard Candy, his horse, having an apoplectic fit out by the fence. He went out to see what the trouble was and there was Hannah and her baby. Must have just been born. As in just been born. After a quick check all seemed well. Candy must have seen what was up and decided someone needed to check in on her sheep. She does watch over them carefully.

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“My little baby boy. So sweet.”

So what do you name a new little one? When we picked up the twin bottle babies, it became natural that they be named James and John. After that all the sheep were named from the Bible. So if you have a sweet mama who is carefully watching over her baby, and her name is Hannah – it rather is a no-brainer that her little boy should be named Samuel, and Samuel he became.

James was butting poor lil’ Samuel, so Mark moved he and his mother to the backyard. Also we could keep an eye on them and make sure that he was nursing well and she was doing well as a first time mama. Well, it is a plus on both accounts. She keeps such a watch over him, and he keeps a close watch on her. They aren’t ever too far apart. He drinks frequently. Hops all around and checks on what mother is eating. Then there are breaks to just lay down and rest and maybe take a quick nap before trying to find that never ending milk supply. I’ve seen him wet and poop and all seems well.

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“Mama, who are these people, and why are they taking pictures of me?”

So Palm Sunday we receive a new baby lamb. The day that commemorates the Lamb of God willingly entering Jerusalem knowing that before the week is out he will die on a cross but three days later that glorious morning would come when Mary Magdalene and other women would come to the tomb at sunrise and hear an angel tell them the great news of a Savior who died for all our sins but that death could not hold Him. He had power over death and rose again bringing life to all who believe.

The next day John seeth Jesus coming unto Him, and saith, Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world. John 1:29

“He is not here: for He is Risen, as He said.” Matthew 28:6

O death, where is thy sting? O grave where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. BUT thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. I Corinthians 15:55-57

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