Apparently it’s the year of the pig ,and February it seems is definitely the month of the pig here at a Grobdale !
We had felt for a while that Nora needed some help on the fertility front, she wasn’t showing any signs of coming into season so AI (artificial insemination) hasn’t been an option ,
We needed a real man ..
We have found Social media to be a powerful tool and I’ve used it to sell and source all kinds if things including this time ,a loan Tamworth boar .
It took just over a week of messages and phone calls .. on the journey I found her brother and her parents !
Third time lucky I discovered “Boaris “ and no he doesn’t have a blonde unruly mop ..
Continue reading “Bringing home the bacon !”
January it seems is supposed to be when you stop eating and drinking .. 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 .
kind of keeps them happy anyway as we move them about.. We seem to be 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 we inherited a pigloo in one of the smaller paddocks , 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 ! Here’s the video Of us moving the lovelies .
How happy are they ..
Continue reading “Dry January my arse !or Bats in the Dairy ?”
Our second December here at Grobdale, and we feel settled , less fly by the seat of your pants, maybe even comfortable.. dont get me wrong , every day has an out of your comfort zone moment or three but the majority of the time it’s jobs that we’ve done before or at least something similar ..For instance painting your loan Tup with raddle !
Surely that’s just finger painting with animals instead of children .
If you’ve followed the link above ( click on the underlined word raddle ) you’ve read that by putting a dye or raddle on Gibbs , makes sure that he leaves his mark on any of the girls he’s mounted , so we know who could well be in lamb and who’s due first if she is pregnant. All good information to a good shepherdess (and I am trying to be).
The loan tup Gibbs was turning out to be rather lovely to deal with , hopefully he’ll be as easy to load and return to his owner at the beginning of next month ..
Continue reading “Finger painting with sheep!”
So November’s here and the pigs decided , between themselves one day that they needed a change of scenery ..
So one afternoon we decided to take them out down to the loch ,their first walk out was hilarious they were just proper giddy pants.
The freedom caused them to work up a fair old appetite , as if they needed any encouragement and when they’re hungry the noise they generate is rather impressive compared to their size I can only compare it to
A hundred violins being played REALLY badly !
Continue reading “The world according to gin or maybe pigs !”
April 2018 is when the man of the house reaches a half century , so this month a lot of the energy is spent organising a shindig to celebrate !
Other than our gorgeous man, it’s been all about babies this month.
We started the month with lambs popping out all over the place , Toms sheep were first,
Like multi vitamins,
about one a day ..
but with all this new life there has to be a few casualties, the first was a new mum leaving behind a little lamb that became
She soon learned to suckle milk from a bottle and everyone had a go at feeding our new house guest x
Continue reading “As old as the man you feel ..”
Spring arrives in March thank goodness…. though
someone should really tell the weather ! Cos it clearly thinks it’s still Winter ..
The cold doesn’t stop lambing tho and on our daily check round the fields me and Lauren spotted our first Grobdale lamb for 2018 .. so cute . On our way back down , we spotted another sheep up on the top , separated from the main flock , a tell tale sign she’s about to lamb so we took the kubota up to check her out . The lamb was coming so we hung on to watch , but it all seemed to be at taking a bit too long and she wasn’t going to let me get near and without a dog or a crook (or any sheep wrangling skills for that matter) so we bombed back to the house and rang a man with a dog . Within the hour he had her caught,birthed , and shown us how to tube feed the lamb . Mum and baby claimed the first stall in lambing shed and by bedtime the lamb was suckling as he should..
(this is us heading back out to the main flock next day)
A lovely bit of drama to kickstart lambing season .
Continue reading “Cute enough to eat ?”