Yes, Folks...it's happened again! Who was that masked ram that had a wild time with my girls about 147 days ago?
We got home from town about 1 p.m. only to find Amanda in labor. I had gone down to the barn to check on her and waved frantically at the Sheep-O-Vision monitor. Ralph got the message and was down in a flash to see if there was something he could help with. But he was able to get a picture of me tryng to force Amanda into a jug before someone hit the ground, literally!
The first lamb was big (they both were) and at first I thought all was well...two feet and a nose between starting the voyage into this world. But, wait a minute, that's ONE foot! When I went in to examine the situation more closely, I saw that what I thought were two feet was actually one giant foot! The lamb was not in total proper position for entry into its new orbit. It was too far out to push it back in to correct, so gently but firmly, I pulled. Out popped a large Shetland ram lamb!
Amanda, being Amanda, made it known that she had everything under control, thank you, and now you can go about your business away from here. We both just sat and waited. About 15 minutes later, a second large ram lamb was delivered. Drat! I was hoping for girls...I will have to speak to Skittles about this.
Now we have a second family jugged safely in the barn - and all are doing well. I have to admit these little ram lambs are so cute! Someday I hope they will have a group of ladies all their own. For now, they are Amanda's.
She just allows me to grace her presence once and a while. Thank you, Amanda.