First Brietta and Lucy, and then I’ll explain about Maria.

Brietta lambed two twin ram lambs on April 3, at about 3:50. We have bought breeding stock to breed for spotted sheep and Jerome (the ram we used) was chosen to bring this into the flock. You can read more about that here. Well, so in short, I expected this year to get what I got from Ashlin and the others. Mostly plain sheep, with a little white on them. My poor preggo self almost had an accident when Breitta presented me with this:

In Shetland speak, this is a moorit yuglet flecket ram. That means mostly white, with brown patches of color on the body, and brown eye patches. I wasn’t expecting this at all, but this is exactly my breeding goal…

I put her in the jug and went in to use the bathroom and when I came back out, she was grunting again when I got back, and low and behold another one had been born. I did expect another lamb, but not another yuglet flecket! What a surprise. With pounding heart I did the butt check, another ram…oh well.

What a cutie though! They really are so much cuter when they are all spottie! This one was born at about 4:10 pm.

So all that was left was Lucy, who we thought may have not settled after all and Mist. We caught Lucy and checked out her udder, and she was bagged up, so we knew that she would be lambing after all. Friday night Beau went out to feed the sheep and Lucy ran up as normal and ate with the rest of them. He thought nothing of this. A few minutes later as he was feeding the horses, he heard a lamb bleating, so he went to look and found this cute little booger:

So he was born about 9 pm on Friday, but that’s sorta a guess lol. So the lambing saga continues.

Mist has still done nothing, and I am beginning to suspect that she will lamb on about the 14th instead. Sometimes even though they breed, they don’t take or settle. So that would mean she will lamb on the next cycle, although no other breeding activity was seen. Mist however did not deny us some excitement. As Beau had found the lamb on Friday night, he forgot the scoops (empty) on the ground out in the yard. The sheep run on the yard so we don’t have to mow. But, watch where you step, if you please. Saturday morning I was called out of bed to witness how Mist’s tendancy to stick her head into things finally backfired.

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But what about Maria? Maria is Mist’s daughter from last year. She is one year old at the end of this month and she has been in the past quite the burr under my blanket. If you need a good laugh, read this. I only share this stuff to keep from going crazy, and also because if I can laugh at myself, well then it isn’t so bad when everyone else does too. Besides, it was really funny.

Mist and Maria are houdinis, and they drive me insane. I have thought about selling them, because they are too smart for any fencing system. Maria is not supposed to be exposed to a ram, and out of the blue, Elizabeth our 5 year old daughter came in to tell us that Maria was lambing. Say what????

Maria had this georgeous Ag flecket ewe lamb at about 2:50 this afternoon. We plan on naming it oopsie.

So, all that is left is Mist. I am too tired to look back and see what anyone guessed right now. But just to spice things up, here is one last one. Justina was dumped here on us by some animal lover who thought she would be happier living in the wild no doubt. Many people have the misconception that they can just set cats and dogs “free”. Well she was half starved and beat up, and now she is expecting anytime. Lucky for us, unless she has a huge litter we already have excellent homes for them all.

I feel rotten about this, because although many people breed their ewe lambs, I hadn’t meant to, and she really wasn’t big enough in my opinion. There was a time when she escaped into the breeding group, but I could have sworn she cycled after that, so we thought she wasn’t bred. She did have some trouble, as it was another big ol single. We got two of them this year. Lucy’s was a good normal size, but Ashlin and poor little Maria had big babies. Poor thing. She seems to be happy as a clam now though.

Whew, what a week! Only one more to go!