Saturday, September 11, 2010

my opitmism

for a life returned to normal was premature. Having said that maybe todays continued frustration is now normal, maybe my tolerance level is permanently lowered.


Today, on waking Tiber had a belly like he'd swollowed a balloon, all rock hard and his little goat like head was drooping and by mid-afternoon he was dead from bloat.


Now there is just Clary and with an attrition rate of 66% I feel an abject failure at sheep farming. Maybe this is why sheep farmers have so many cause then you don't notice is some die. Although they would be a really crap sheep farmer if they only had 33% of their flock left.
Poor Clary is all alone now and so I've let him inside cause I feel so sorry for him.

Don't worry I only let him inside for a short while.

And tomorrow replacement lamb will be here, pre-tailed by Goose.

Any suggestions on names cause it the moment I'm going with Ree as in replacement and Pioneer Woman.

5 tremors today but only 2 noticed.

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