there was once a point in my life where the second i graduated form high school i was going to go to fashion school in NYC and live in the big city. i thought about that a lot last night as i straddled my big ass ram holding his legs from kicking so joe could shave around his balls. when? when did i make the departure from that to this? i feel as though going from big city living to shaving sheep balls is quite a turn around? yes?
don’t get me wrong i love our life right now. it’s full of adventure but sometimes…you have to get your hands a little dirty. last night was one of them. we didn’t shear our lambs last year because they were too small and the winter might have been a little too cold for them. soooo now we had to do it this spring. or… late spring. one by one we sat them on their behinds and spread them out and shaved them as best we could. we would have waited for a professional to come and just take care of it but the 90 degree temps coming this weekend made me nervous.
we did the girls first saving stan the ram for last. that sucker is huge. i will say though, joe and i made quite the team. through all the kicking bucking and wrangling we didn’t fight once and actually got these done in a timely manor. they didn’t get the best haircuts… kind of like if you gave a toddler a scissors and said “style away sunshine!” but it got the job done. as we were making our way to stan i kept making eye contact with him through the hole in the fence. me mentally channeling him saying “don’t you fight me on this. i’m going to win” and he mentally saying “bring it on”. he was giving these grunts and stomping his feet. like a bull ready to charge. he was not about to take whatever we were about to give. i don’t get freaked out by many farm things but sheep balls…. sheep balls freaked me out. mostly because we had to cut around them. they were so .. aggressive and ugly. i would have to say that part right there is the worst about having sheep. and now that he has short hair they are just out there for everyone to see. i honestly thought about googling pants for sheep because it just seems inappropriate. i might be being a little too dramatic. sorry for the massive amounts of obscene-ness this morning i hope you’ve finished your breakfast. just trying to shed some light on the full spectrum of farm life over here. please don’t send me sheep ball hate mail.
the haircutting was intense and man handling sheep made for quite the date night but we did it. we even gave them their vaccinations and gave them each little pedicures before sending them out into the pasture.
i’ll end with some fun(er) updates.
1.) we got a new lamb! his name is farley he is the brother to our sheep. a new friend of ours bought our sheeps parents and bred them again. farley used to be a ram. he was castrated and is going to be separated with stan here soon once he starts getting aggressive. he is so sweet and cute! he is finallly starting to be accepted by the rest of the herd. it took almost a week for them to finally let him hang out with them and it was so sad because all he wanted was to chill.
2.) we got pigs! we are now the proud owners of 4 baby pigs. i went and took these pics in the morning and they typically don’t wake up until around 9:30. what is cuter than a little pile of baby piggies? we are going to raise them for joe’s fam (one for each family). for now though they are snug little pig in the blankets.
happy thursday everyone!0