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There’s one particular flock that is *always* the first to lamb (farmers control these things pretty closely). We swung by today on our way to lunch, and lookit! They’re old enough to have their ear tags and numbers sprayed on (this is 44 and his brother, 44)…but only just, I reckon. We first spotted a little pile of black lambs, which are so cute it hurts (probably the novelty; they don’t raise many around here), but they had dispersed before we got the camera.

And, guess what? It’s snowing tonight! Poor little baa-baas.

Okay, y’all. Back here. Tomorrow. Six WBT. We’re going to do it again.
Dead Pool Round Forty Six!

Comments


Comment from Deborah
Time: February 21, 2013, 10:48 pm

I like the little white lambs what have black stockings. It looks like mom made them put on woolly socks to stay warm before going out to play.


Comment from Redd
Time: February 21, 2013, 11:42 pm

Ahhhh! I like those little pygmy goats, too. Though, they act pretty nuts bouncing off everything.


Comment from Dustoffmom
Time: February 22, 2013, 12:13 am

Love the photo. Any possibility of seeing the color shot?


Comment from Pupster
Time: February 22, 2013, 12:20 am

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SIaFtAKnqBU


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 22, 2013, 12:26 am

Hm. Same trio, slightly different pose:

Kiss for mummy. You feeling queasy with the cute yet?


Comment from dissent555
Time: February 22, 2013, 12:36 am

The Cute is strong with this pair.


Comment from Nina
Time: February 22, 2013, 1:11 am

Awwwwwwwww!


Comment from EZnSF
Time: February 22, 2013, 2:38 am

Cuteness to fix my day.
So it’s officially SPRING!! Thank God.


Comment from Mrs Compton
Time: February 22, 2013, 3:48 am

So stinkin cute!!! When I run the Disney races they always bring out animals from the petting zoo. I only stop for them not the stupid mouse or fairies. The last race was just the cuteiest little sheep. This girl kept calling it a goat, everyone around kept correcting her, saying ‘sheep.’ She did it again and I looked square in her face and said, ‘sheep.’ “Whatever,” was her response. ARGH!!! Can’t wait to see who I get to meet this weekend!! Goat, sheep, horse, owls…. it’s always something cool!


Comment from Deborah
Time: February 22, 2013, 4:42 am

Stoaty—these little guys look like they are wearing ruffled pantaloons :)

Pupster—a few years ago I heard the terrible, terrible bleating and crying of a lamb in my back yard (which is just rocks leading out to a small thicket). Since I’d never seen any sheep in my little square of the Hill Country, I ran outside to find two dogs tearing a fawn apart. It was a horrible scene and got worse. Aside from snorting and stamping, it’s the only time I’ve heard deer make a sound.


Comment from tomfrompv
Time: February 22, 2013, 5:29 am

So, is the nursery rhyme “baa baa black sheep” really about the plight of the sharecropper in Olde England? You know, the farmer does the work but the wool goes to his master, his master’s wife, and some unknown jerk who lives down the lane. This why the Brits have socialism, so I’ve heard back in school.

Of course, also learned that Jimmy Crack Corn was really about a slave in the Ante Bellum South celebrating the violent death of his master by drinking cheap corn whisky. And the jury blamed the blue tailed fly, not the slave, so that brutish master is gone away.

every kid needs to learn these rhymes!


Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: February 22, 2013, 6:07 am

“44, and his brother 44…”

1) How do you know they are boys?

2) Twins? I thought sheep only had one at a time. Or is there another ewe in the background? They could still be brothers, as I assume there is only one ram around.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 22, 2013, 11:33 am

I don’t know for sure they’re male. I don’t really know the sex ratios in sheep, but I assume it’s 50/50ish. But twins are very common…some years more common than singlets.


Comment from Redd
Time: February 22, 2013, 3:15 pm

Can you hear ba ba baaing from your house?


Comment from Pupster
Time: February 22, 2013, 4:51 pm

Great story, Deborah.

*throws up in trashcan*


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 22, 2013, 5:15 pm

Yes, all Summer and into the Fall, we hear ewes and lambs calling to each other constantly. Which, if I remember rightly, is where he got the phrase “silence of the lambs” – the day it goes silent and you just know what happened.


Comment from Mike James
Time: February 24, 2013, 3:52 am

I have the same tenderhearted ‘awwww’ reaction that everyone else has, for about half a second. I don’t get queasy from pictures of the cute. It’s impossible. They’re cute, sure, but I start thinking right away about lamb shish kebab, or leftover leg of lamb used for sandwiches when I get some rosemary baguettes. Lamb ragout.

Thank God and you for the edit function on your comments. The typo I caught just now would have been embarrassing.


Comment from Bikeboy
Time: February 25, 2013, 6:44 pm

Nature can be so cruel! It’s obvious that 44 got all the “looks” in the family… and even though looks are superficial, 44 will always go through life resenting how he got short-changed, compared with his brother, the dapper and super-popular 44!
(-;


Comment from Oh Hell
Time: March 5, 2013, 3:55 am

Lambs are SO cute and SO STUPID> I have six bums in the barn and they maybe have one brain cell between them…..but they’re cute!!

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