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Cold, So Cold
Jan. 27th, 2008 11:46 amI went out to check on the sheep today.
It was one of the other students and myself trudging up the wet, muddy hillside in pouring rain, chasing lambs and getting drenched for almost an hour. One of the ram lambs we found was hypothermic. After we put a tube into his stomach and gave him some delicious formula, he spent the next fifteen minutes inside my jacket. He seemed to be doing okay after that, but I doubt he'll make it long in this weather. He didn't seem strong enough to eat, and the mother refused to follow him. Taking him to the barn would have done little.
We also spent about two hours cleaning the lambing barn out, carting dirty hay to the silo and fresh hay in from Cheeda, and generally being miserable. It was cold and wet and disgusting, and when you're scraping compacted sheep feces off the floor, everything in the world suddenly sucks.
It was nice to take the Bummer out and play with him during breaks, though. :3
It was one of the other students and myself trudging up the wet, muddy hillside in pouring rain, chasing lambs and getting drenched for almost an hour. One of the ram lambs we found was hypothermic. After we put a tube into his stomach and gave him some delicious formula, he spent the next fifteen minutes inside my jacket. He seemed to be doing okay after that, but I doubt he'll make it long in this weather. He didn't seem strong enough to eat, and the mother refused to follow him. Taking him to the barn would have done little.
We also spent about two hours cleaning the lambing barn out, carting dirty hay to the silo and fresh hay in from Cheeda, and generally being miserable. It was cold and wet and disgusting, and when you're scraping compacted sheep feces off the floor, everything in the world suddenly sucks.
It was nice to take the Bummer out and play with him during breaks, though. :3
