Lamb watch officially began tonight! Fresh load of straw and alfalfa was delivered, jugs are up and filled with straw. Grabbed my cuppa tea and watched as they all trotted into the lambing shed and pasture delighting in the tiny sprigs of grass in the new pasture and of course had to go in and christen the fresh straw.
The ewe lambs are still in with the ewes so it was beyond amusing to watch them run around like a clique of teenage girls, leaping and kicking up their heels. You could almost hear the squeals as they all ran from the lambing shed after seeing an imaginary threat of some kind.
The ewes are filling out for sure, the waddling has begun in earnest. Every year I watch Evie for signs of motherhood and every year I think I see it. Again this year, she has no real bag development but she is big as a house. More than likely its just all the grain and alfalfa she has been lucky to be in on but I can still hope can't I?
So I just left them all still munching on the tiny bits of grass. I love that sound of contented munching. Is it nuts that I want to go back out and spend the night in the barn?
