I had to pee in the middle of the night around 0200. It requires lots of sneaking to not wake the puppy on the breeze porch. If he wakes up and hears you then he thinks he needs to get out of his crate and pee also. I had successfully navigated the construction equipment lined hallway down and back. I was curled up next to the super warm wife when I heard a very very faint "meep" (newborn baby sheep squawk). Since I have the occasional tinnitus, I just passed it off as nothing. Three minutes later Annmarie rolls over and says there is a baby sheep making noise in the barn. I remind her that the sheep are locked up in the barn. No go, she gets out of bed and starts dressing to go check on the sheep. I ask her if she really needs me to go? Her reply, "I am giving you the opportunity to do the right thing". What's the comeback line for that one? I drug my warm, cozy butt out of bed and got dressed to go to the barn with my lovely wife. Who again reminds me, "Whose idea was it to have sheep?" (mine). Of course, Zeke, said puppy wakes up and wants to go to the barn with us, we holler no at him, grab flashlights and a dry towel on the way out to the barn. One of the ewes had just given birth to twins. One of them was a squawker and just would not be quiet. We left them alone and went back to bed. Zeke protested for another 20 minutes from his kennel after we crawled back in bed. We told him to go back to sleep, which he eventually did.
I went out and separated the sheep, keeping the new mom and babes with the last ewe to have babies and her offspring in the barn. Every one else got kicked out. The ewe was #3 and she had little twin girls, both mainly brown with a little black in coloring. So far every ewe that has given birth has had twins. Pretty nice. Annmarie and I have agreed to have no more than 30 adult ewes. As of today we have 29 sheep counting all the babies in the barn. I will talk with the butcher tomorrow, unless I have jury duty, about a time for #3B to be processed.
I went out and separated the sheep, keeping the new mom and babes with the last ewe to have babies and her offspring in the barn. Every one else got kicked out. The ewe was #3 and she had little twin girls, both mainly brown with a little black in coloring. So far every ewe that has given birth has had twins. Pretty nice. Annmarie and I have agreed to have no more than 30 adult ewes. As of today we have 29 sheep counting all the babies in the barn. I will talk with the butcher tomorrow, unless I have jury duty, about a time for #3B to be processed.
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