Every day, Floss and I drive over to feed Brá who lives about 7 miles away with her friends. Recently we have been seeing a lone sheep talking to folk. So two days ago, on our way home, I stopped the car, and asked if anyone owned the sheep. I then fed her and found she had a friend too.
The older sheep was very tame. She came straight up. She was very obviously someone’s caddy (bottle fed).
Her friend was shyer, so we put more food on the ground for both of them. They were both very thin.
Yesterday, we fed the ewes again and I asked a few more questions. No one owned them. The first one had turned up in December and then a few weeks later the other one appeared. Neither had tags though holes where tags had been…..
I phoned the crofter who has sheep in that particular part of the hill and he said they were not his. I also phoned our Grazings Clerk and told him I wanted to offer them a home. He agreed this would be best.
So today we took the van and went about our usual activities. Once finished, we stopped off where the sheep were.
Floss and I were nervous about whether they would load but no, they both walked straight in, no fuss, no discussion!
A quick drive home and we welcomed them to Thordale.
They girls are very good about following so, as there was about to be torrential rain, I took them into the stable and put down more feed plus some hay.
After my lunch, I went back to the stable, sat down on a horse-rug and waited.
While the older ewe is very tame – like a kind gentle big dog – the younger one is apprehensive.
This old ewe is a sweetie. She is lame on her front left (holds it up while standing) and limps. I think it is arthritis so I offered her the TurmerAid and she wolfed down a good quantity. That should help.
She also quickly plonked herself down.
Friend sheep (who I think is her daughter) kept her distance. She is coughing so tomorrow I will drench them both.
I also think they may be pregnant – the rams are in the hill. The vet is coming on Monday to check them over and we will discuss how best to deal with this then.
They are not thrilled with hay and I want them to be eating all the time, so once the rain had done its worst, I let them out to spend tonight outside if they want.
I am glad they are home now.
As for the Boyzens? Well, after breakfast, they went “down the pub” and when they come home tomorrow morning, we will make the introductions. Well, that’s the plan.
I just couldn’t keep driving past. They need to be loved.