Real Family Farming in Tionesta, PA
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It's a gloomy, soggy way to end February today. I'm kind of surprised there are not ducks swimming in the backyard today, as there is enough standing water there (and I've seen them do it before!). But grey days like this always seem a bit cheerier when there are babies about, and we've gotten the spring baby season underway!
Nutmeg was the first mama of the year, and she had this healthy ram lamb. Her twin sister, Rosa had the most recent lamb, this one a girl.
For some reason, even though they are twin sisters, and both black themselves, Nutmeg virtually always has white lambs, and Rosa's are almost always colorful. Never all black, quite a few have had white on their head like this girl. She even had a speckled brown and white lamb one year! Baby lambs are just about the most adorable things you'll ever see. Once they get steady on their feet, they jump and twirl around their mamas in the lambing pens. (We keep them inside for the first week or two to watch both mama and baby for any health issues, and to keep the lambs out of the cold or wet weather.)
And it's not just the sheep who are multiplying around here, we also have baby rabbits! Murphette had a litter yesterday. They are snug and warm in the nest she made from hay and her own fur. I knew the big day had come when I saw the fluff moving ever so slightly inside her pen. It's not quite picture time for the bunnies yet...they are born with their eyes closed and are nearly bald, so we'll wait a week or two for their photo shoot!
We're also beginning to save chicken eggs to set in the incubator this week. We'll set the eggs at the end of the week, and three weeks later we anticipate chicks! Our Bourbon Red tom turkeys are gobbling and strutting pretty much continuously now, and the hens are starting to pay attention, so turkey breeding season is upon us as well. I expect to begin getting eggs from the turkeys in 2 weeks or so, and the poults will hatch four weeks later. The geese are squawking and fighting now as well, but we'll let them make their own nests and hatch the goslings. Experience has taught us that it is very hard to hatch the goose eggs in the incubator successfully because of the high humidity requirements, so we'll just let nature take its course.
We've got the sprout house completed, and back up fluorescent lighting in the house for the seedlings in case of cold or gloomy weather. We've already got flats of tomatoes, peppers, cucumber, eggplant, and a wide variety of herbs planted, and I will be starting more flats of other veggies next week. We also started dismantling the large greenhouse frames yesterday. I am so excited to set up our new one! The old greenhouses were a bit of an eyesore, so I'm happy to get them down at last and recycle the frames into a new 65' growing space for earlier tomatoes, peppers and such. Between babies and seedlings, it is really starting to feel like spring is here!
Posted by Emily
@ 12:00 PM EST
First of all, I want to say thanks to everyone who took the time to read about my sick sheep and send warm thoughts, kind words, and suggestions on how to help her. It was truly appreciated. Sheepie survived. She appears to have made a total recovery; no more wobbliness, a healthy appetite and is alert and attentive. Despite my earlier predictions, she is no longer skittish around me and happily comes over for a treat from my hand whenever I'm near her pen in the barn. Here are a few photos I took of her at feeding time two nights ago.
Looking for a handout (yes, she's actually licking my hand!)
However, there is sad news; she went into labor this morning. We assumed that it wouldn't be good, since it's earlier than we expected. For us, lambing season begins in mid to late February, not the end of January. She had two big, beautiful twins; both were born dead and required our assistance. This was my first time assisting a sheep in labor. Sheepie was a good patient, I just wish it could have been a happier ending. It is always sad to have a pregnancy end badly for any of the animals, but it does happen. In this case, we know what went wrong, which makes it a bit easier. We did all we could and I know this. I just remind myself that it could have been much worse, because if we would have lost the ewe, we definitely would have lost the babies too. We saved her, and she will be able to have lambs again. Her mother, Pansy, was productive well into her teens. Sheepie is just 2 years old, so that's a lot of life and many more lambs (we hope) ahead of her.
Posted by Emily
@ 11:47 AM EST
When I was five years old, I thought I
wanted to be a veterinarian. I believe that was my first serious
thought about what I wanted to do when I grew up. I had an idea that
playing with puppies & kitties all day would be the best job
ever. As I got a bit older, I realized that vets deal far more often
with sick animals, involving blood & guts & surgery and that
not every animal was going to get better; some would die. That
seemed too much to bear, so I moved onto something else (at 6 I
wanted to be a paleontologist, since by definition studying dinosaurs
meant they couldn't die on you!) It's a bit ironic now that I do
spend a good bit of time as an amateur veterinarian, now that I am a
I have immense respect for vets, but
find that we do most of our own care here. The nearest office is 20
or so miles away, and farm calls are not cheap, so it's pretty much a
financial necessity to have the knowledge to be able to do your own
worming, vaccinations, foot care and other routine stuff. The
supplies for all this kind of medical care and more is available at
our local farm supply stores. It's harder when it comes to animals
actually getting sick, but again, if you can pinpoint the cause, you
can generally get the products to do the care yourself.
A few days ago, Dan noticed a sheep all
by itself in the pasture. He went to check on it, thinking maybe it
had somehow got tangled in the fence or something, but it was just
standing there. He chased her (very slowly) back to the rest of the
flock in the barnyard. When I went to do evening chores, I looked
for her and found her by the creek, staring off into space and not
really responding to anything going on, even me approaching her.
She's normally shy and flighty, so this was a sure sign that
something was very wrong. After finishing up the birds' care for the
evening, I went inside and consulted the various veterinary manuals-
all seemed to point to the same thing, ketosis, or twin-lamb disease.
This happens when a ewe is carrying twins or triplets and doesn't
get enough carbs in her diet to support her rapidly growing babies
and her own body. We feed a bit of grain to the sheep this time of
year for that reason, but the sick one is shy and easily chased off
by some of the older ewes. This is her second pregnancy, and
although she had a single lamb last year it's very possible she's
carrying two for the first time. This disorder also seems to be set
off in some instances by changes in feeding schedule (nope) moving
the flock (nope), or sudden changes in weather (a big yes- the day
she got sick was COLD, with highs only in the teens and a sub-zero
wind chill. It would drop to -18 that night.) Although I would have
had a hard time describing her symptoms, descriptive words from the
manuals included “dopey” and “generally slow” which pretty
much hit the nail on the head. Symptoms can quickly proceed to
blindness, paralysis, coma and death. As many as 80% of affected
animals don't survive, according to one of the books.
Dan and I moved her into the small pen
in the barn. Although she might not make it, leaving her outside
would surely mean death. Since I didn't have any propylene glycol,
the recommended treatment, I used the old-time trick of feeding her
molasses. I also made sure to try and get her to drink, since
dehydration will worsen the situation. Not being one of the tame favorites of the flock, she didn't have a name, so I started greeting her as "Sheepie" when I entered the pen. In the morning I found a
store carrying the glycol, got it, and began her on the dosage
proscribed in the book. Since then, she's been pretty touch and go.
I still am not confidant she'll live, which is the hardest part.
(I've debated for days about blogging this, as it's so likely to have
an unhappy ending.) I make Dan go into the barn in the morning and
then tell me that she's alive before I go inside with fresh water and
her medicine- in these kind of situations they always seem to lose
their fight during the night. When she seems to be going downhill,
it can be hard for me not to cry while I'm trying to get some
nourishment into her. When she seems marginally better, it's hard
not to get my hopes up too high. I'm never sure what is harder,
losing something you've been nursing for days or a week, or finding
something happened suddenly, like when raccoons get into the coop and
kill most of your favorite hens in one night. I tend to take it all
personally, as though I am solely responsible for the outcome, even
when it's something I couldn't have prevented or the advice I find
states that treatment is frequently unsuccessful even under the best
of circumstances. Dan reminds me that their lives are ultimately out
of our hands, and all we can do is our best.
** It took me a couple of days to publish this, so I thought I'd include an update on Sheepie. She's still alive and in the pen in the barn. She's more active every day, including running from me this morning. (She never was very tame, and now she associates me with an unpleasant attempt to tube feed her. I doubt she'll be eating snacks from my hand any time soon.) She's eating hay and drinking water and appears to be regaining strength rapidly at this point. She does still have some wobbliness; it remains to be seen if this too will disappear or if it's some sort of permanent nerve damage. Also up in the air is the fate of the lambs. Will she end up aborting? Stillborns? Will they be alive, but somehow damaged? Or happy, healthy lambs? Only time will tell. I'm also watching the rest of the ewes like a hawk, I don't want to go through this again.
Posted by Emily
@ 08:42 AM EST
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