Today the vet came out to check les girls. We had been in conversation previously by phone and quickly came to the conclusion that they could do with a visit.
Easily caught with a bucket – the Boyzens included who were in the other part of the stable grumbling – something about incarceration with hay and water….. I wasn’t listening.
Our vet checked teeth, mouths, feet and answered all my sheep-related questions.
We caught the youngest first and tipped her. I put a collar on each of them. I am not a fan of them but they make good grabbing handles if necessary.
She was a good girl about everything and then, once released, went back to her bat-shit crazy (BSC) ways.
They were given an antibiotic injection and the potential lamb situation was sorted. Both ewes are not healthy enough to go through pregancy. Photos never show just how thin an animal truly is.
Then mother sheep was then caught and I tipped her (my first tipping – my poor back was very unimpressed).
She is “broken mouthed” which means teeth are missing. There was also some evidence of foot rot on her so the vet sprayed her hooves with antibiotic spray.
While we were working with “Mum”, the BSC daughter constantly did the Wall of Death around the stable so we ignored her.
So that’s them all checked over – one more thing to do but I will wait a week – they need some pour-on anti-lice stuff in case they have any nasties hiding in their pathetic thin fleeces. My lot look quite luxurious by comparison.
We did our best. I think they were fairly unimpressed but I know they have been fully checked over by a vet and the only way is forward. Also they have calmed down hugely about BeAnne, which is good. There was a definite atmosphere from both side.