A Worrying Day

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Pepper has not been well. She’s wretching all the time, refusing to go on a dog walk (unheard of) and has been on the whole pretty miserable.  She even walked away from her uneaten breakfast.  Not a well Pepperpot.

So I’ve been nursing my sick little dog all day, in the belief that the best cure is nil by mouth (fresh water only) and sleep. I did give her 5ml of slippery elm in a syringe this morning which I think has helped to calm things down.

I have no idea who or what Pepper has eaten or even how she found it as she was already on house arrest since running after a mountain hare (it luckily escaped) and then produced a limp out of nowhere, which became steadily worse all evening and even added a back leg. As Pepper could no longer walk, we were carrying her around the house, and garden and I was very frightened for her, worrying all night. But suddenly the next morning, of course Pepper was fine again, all limping gone but hence the 24 hour house arrest, just to be sure.

I hate it when Pepper is ill but on a good note, though, she is a sweetie and always takes herself outside to be sick, which I appreciate hugely.

Into my shed we went this afternoon, for peace and quiet.  Pepper slept a long time, which was exactly what I wanted for her.

Afterwards I let her outside to run around a little while I fed the ducks, etc.

When we got inside, I gave Pepper some supper and she wanted to eat it so hopefully whatever was bothering her, is now leaving her system.  Honestly, I’ve never known such a dog with so many troubles.

New Fencing

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I would’ve loved to have stayed in bed today but I couldn’t.  Things to do, people to see……

And it was also a beautiful day, which helped hugely too.

Because I knew the weather was going to be good, I had arranged for two kind friends to come and help OH and I with the electric fence for the track.  A huge job.

The plan was to take the old wiring down and start again but this time properly.  It was easier now I knew exactly where the track should be.  Did the horses/ponies try and escape while we worked?  No, they just stood there and watched.

They said helpful things like “you’re doing that wrong”.

Ditto the Shetland ponies for whom all this work was for.  They were probably trying to work out where the weak spots in the fence were.

Firstly we took down all the old fence wire which had many joins and bodges and bits tied round and round and then we put up a new springy gate, keeping the old one as well (belt and braces) and I walked round the whole track with 500m of  jumbo heavy duty electric fence polywire featuring 6 stainless steel conductor strands (muttering words like “bring it on, boys. This is war!”) I took a backpack with me containing nore spools of electric fence wire and we used two in total = 500m of track – good to know.

So now the track is fenced off with just two continuous pieces of perfect brand new wire and it works.  No joins or breaks or bodgy bits anymore. No weak bits, boys.

That should stop their misbehaviour.

Because there is always misbehaviour.  They just can’t help themselves.

And a huge thank you to Alan, Andrew and OH who were invaluable with all their electric fencing skills. A huge job completed.  We made quite the team.

Band Names and Album Covers

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Here are just a few photos of the sheep from yesterday and today when they came home for their tea-time ginger biscuit.

I think I have here the potential for many album covers but I can’t find a name for my Band.  It has to be special and just right.

However, I did ask AI for some help and groaned at every single recommendation (I am not responsible for any of these)

Rock & Pop
  • The Bleatles
  • Ewe-2
  • Lady Baa-Baa
  • Ramm-stein
  • Sheep Trick
  • Fleetwood Mac (or Fleecewool Mac)
  • Wooly Bully
  • Iron Wool
  • Limp Brisket

Folk & Country
  • Woolie Nelson
  • Dolly Baarton
  • Wooly Guthrie
  • Lamb-orghini
  • Shear-ley Baa-sey


Punny & Playful
  • Ewe Grant
  • Ram-bo
  • Count Fleece-ula
  • Ed Shear-en
  • Fleece Witherspoon
  • Meryl Sheep

Group/Folkloric Names
  • The Charge of the Lamb Brigade
  • Shouty Sheep
  • Asheep at the Wheel
  • Sgt. Pepper (with Billy Shears)

Though I think this is possibly Ewe Grant …..

Limp Brisket …..

Meryl Sheep (love that one)

And Woollie Guthrie.

(I might need to get out more).

Carrot Justice

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I’m not very good at injustice and Waffle not having his carrot yesterday was weighing heavily on me all night. I barely slept a wink for the worry.

So this morning after breakfast, I popped down to the sheltered bit of the Shetland ponies’ field to find Waffle and his friends.

I had counted out six carrots so that would be one for Waffle….

And then one for everyone else.

They always ask so nicely.

It was very windy.

(why does Albie look so tiny next to Silver? I always thought he was never that small. Perhaps it’s their positions and therefore deceiving)

    

And then I went back round and gave Waffle an extra carrot to make up for yesterday.

I don’t think anyone noticed as luckily as no one is very good at counting.  So please don’t make me go back down there and “settle up” again.  They’ve all had carrots now and they are all happy, even Waffle.

 

Sorry Waffle

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This morning was a disaster, weather-wise. I know this when I took the dogs out albeit briefly and the sky fell on our heads with hail, rain, sleet together with a cruel biting wind.  It was a miserable existence for us all and we came home very quickly.

Later, I went outside again, when the weather had calmed down taking a few old carrots with me wondering who would like to eat them. I didn’t have to look very far.

Albie, Tiddles, Newt and Silver came up immediately. But one little black Shetland pony was miles away preferring to stay on the other side of the burn.  That would be Waffle and I kept his two carrots in my pocket waiting for him to come over, but he didn’t bother.

And it was good to see that Tiddles was making good use of his rug.  That ain’t coming off until July at the earliest, in his little head.

So far and yet…. so far.  Come on Waffle.

So I gave up and the others very happily ate Waffle’s carrots.

Sorry Waffle, I owe you (note-to-self remind Floss to tell Waffle that he’s had two carrots for breakfast).