Country Boy went to check on the sheep and returned with news that we needed to go and get in a sheep that had being lying down for too long with a sore foot. Her two lambs hadn’t had much milk and were rather weak too. So I drove the ute out with the kids on the back, whilst Country Boy rode the motorbike. He put the sheep on the back of the ute and the kids held the lambs. We brought them back to the shearing shed in the hope that the shelter and dry ground would help the sheep recover.
I ran into town to get a bag of lamb formula and some teats for the bottles to supplement the milk they might get from their mother.
The sheep didn’t recover, and died on Sunday night. We found her when we went to give the lambs their evening bottle. So we now have 2 poddy lambs to look after. We need to feed them 3 times a day for the next 2 weeks, then twice a day for several weeks after that before we can wean them.
It takes a while for the lambs to learn to drink from the bottle so each lamb takes about half an hour to feed at the moment. Fortunately our guests thought that feeding the lambs was most exciting, and all the kids were practically arguing over whose turn it was to hold the bottle. Now they have left, it is back to just Country Boy and I to feed them and the novelty has already worn off. They wiggle and squirm about, pulling on the bottle teat, and spurting milk every where. It’s almost like having a baby all over again – a baby that you have to go and sit in the freezing cold to feed.