Friday, May 25, 2007

I Just Seem To Be Dancin' As Fast As I Can...

I have been promising people pictures of some of the lambs, but for the past week or so, all the lambs have NOT been cooperating...at all! On top of that my camera hasn't been working well. It eats batteries and is getting to the point where I think it needs a good drop-kick into the swamp before too long. In reality I'm sure it's been the Gremlin that lives in the camera. Even the lambs colors aren't coming in correctly...so I will try to explain the pictures:
















These first three photos are of Sheep Thrills Sven. Sven was the chilled lamb we brought into the house the night he was born to warm him up. He's the bruiser of the group weighing in at 23 lbs. last weekend! He is a solid black ram who I believe is going to look like a clone of his sire, Bluff Country Skittles, right down to the tips of his little toes. The only thing missing is the white "Krunet" marking on the crown of his little head. Skittles had a pronounced one when he was young. Sven and his brother, Sheep Thrills Ole, both carry genetics for spotting even though they are both black.

Sven is the one of the group who is stand-offish. He genuinely likes people, but he doesn't really want to get too close. He'd rather ram the ball they play with or just spend some time with his mother grazing while the others run around and pester me. Actually, he's exhibiting proper etiquette for a well-behaved young ram. Sven is built very squarely and solid. A chip off the ole Man's block!

This fourth photo is of Ole, complete with nose decorated in the mineral bin right before his picture was taken. I think he planned this. (Well, I did warn you all that the lambs were uncooperative during this photo shoot. ) Ole is the Charmer of the group. He's the first one to come running up to me when he sees I'm around. He doesn't charge me - it's more of a "Oh, she's here! She's the one Mom says gives her something called a "treat". I don't know what that is exactly, but Mom seems to think it's a good thing so maybe she'll give me one!" Ole also is beginning to think that I'll play with him and I am nipping that right in the bud. No shepherd wants a ram who thinks that they should "play" with the shepherd. It's too bad, in some ways...Ole is the Ferdinand of the group. Remember the story of the bull who would rather sniff flowers than charge a matador? Well, that's Ole. He seems to be a very peaceful and outgoing soul.


And here is Blessa. Blessa is a moorit color showing signs that she will lighten as she gets older. She does have a few white fibers on the crown of her head as well as in her ears. I wish I could say she was super-friendly, but she's actually been much more stand-offish than all the boys. I wonder if this is a "ewe thing" as last years ewe lambs had to be won over as well. But once you won their hearts, they became your best buddy. I'm hoping Blessa will finally warm up to us. I have noticed that lately she'll walk up to me if she thinks I'm not watching her. I even caught her tasting my jeans yesterday but as soon as she saw me glance at her, off she went as if it never happened. we'll see, Blessa. Time will tell. :)


Here's a close-up of Blessa's face (right). You can see lighter areas that look almost like diluted spots on her face.










And this last picture (of the lambs) is of Shaun, Blessa's big brother. After all, he was born 15 minutes before she was! He, too, is a moorit. And while he also has a few white fibers here and there on his crown and face, he's a darker moorit brown than his sister even though he looks lighter in this photo.
I promise, as soon as I get some better pictures, I will post them. It has been a couple of crazy weeks around here: We've had a new kitchen floor put in as well as MRIs and having surgery scheduled for my back at the end of June.
Here's the picture of the new floor you asked for, Michelle ! :) It's been a really nice and easily cared floor already. I know I'm going to like it.
Now, if you'll excuse me...I hear sheep bleating to be let into the pasture and two cats are bugging me about filling their foodbowl. See? I can't even have a few minutes to myself to blog.
But above all the sheep and cat-noises I can hear the red-winged blackbirds and the House Finch singing their hearts out.
Maybe it's time to go just sit, listen and melt into the pasture with the sheep........

5 comments:

Michelle at Boulderneigh said...

So good of you to post all the photos! Those of us in lamb withdrawal (today was Valentine's due date) love to see those babies. :-)

Kathy L. said...

I'm so sorry that it didn't work out with Valentine this year. Maybe that means she'll have triplets next year!

Nancy K. said...

I would definitely say that Sven looks like his daddy. Very nice lambs! I'm wondering if your moorits could possibly be fawns? Skit does carry the modifier and they sure don't show the tell tale signs of Ag. I've got a couple (especially Godiva) who I think will be fawn. They just have a lighter cast to the moorit and a few light fibers (in Godiva's case, on her ears). I'll post some pictures on my blog soon so that you can see what I mean. It may be interesting to see how these girls develop, color wise...

Lauren said...

Melt away and appreciate their lamby goodness! They all look lovely and they grow up so quickly (lambs and children).

sheperdchik said...

Relax a couple minutes for me too Kathy!

I agree with Nancy, Sven looks like a mini skittles.