May started off with a very tiny wee last lamb, quickly and aptly named ‘Toots’.. she was born on Star wars day orĀ May 4th (May the force be with you ) and we were worried that mum being very young herself ( cheeky last years lamb getting in with the ram when she should know better ) didn’t have enough milk.
Janu’hairy’
A ‘Stella’ quote ( did you see the xmas special) that just seemed rather apt given the added hairyness of our wild boar ! The girls were looking well wrapped up for the winter in their winter coats and didn’t seem to mind some extra bedding too
… Proper cosy in there.
November the (sneaky) Ninja !
November Ā descended on us all like a sneaky ninja … ( well it was dark, and black a lot )
where has this year gone ?
We Ā feel like we’ve fairly trotted from one job to another non stop since forever ⦠But what a lot’s been achieved .
What a fat pig ! how rude ..
Nora was looking fairly pregnant by the Beginning of May, she was (if it was a baby bump) in her final trimester and looking pretty
“Nippleicious “
Andy loves his piggy ,so she gets quite pampered and well looked after..Ā if I’m Ā honest she’s actually a Ā bit spoiledĀ …
I didn’t get breakfast in bed ! just sayin ..
Dry January my arse !or Bats in the Dairy ?
Ā January it seems is supposed to be when you stop eating and drinkingĀ .. kind of detoxing.. well pish to that !
In this house we are still guzzling the Christmas leftovers, the animals get the leftover leftovers and so, nobody is doing without really
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kind of keeps them happyĀ anyway as we move them about.. We seem to be Ā doing a lot of that this month !
The pigs were first, their pen really was looking a bit bare , and they love to forage; they had even been breaking out every now and then so it was time to move them to pastures new.
When we arrived at Grobdale weĀ inherited a pigloo in one of the smaller paddocksĀ , it seemed the perfect time to give its proper tenants and evict the ram lambs Henry and Harry , give them a grassier patch and move the bulldozers in ! Hereās the videoĀ Of us moving the lovelies .Ā
How happy are they ..
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