I say Turbo is a horse but in the equine world he is a pony. Any equine under fourteen three hands is considered a pony. Turbo is thirteen three. Ponies are well known for their attitude. I often call Turbo " grumpy pony" because of his attitude. He is never mean. He just has his grumpy moments. He is also very impatient, especially when it is time to eat. Usually he stomps his feet and pushes on the door. Recently he has started doing this while he waits. He air paws with one leg then he changes to the other. If I don't have his food ready in a timely manner he then stomps. When Lee takes his bucket of food to the stone he tries to motivate Lee to walk faster. His method of motivation involves walking fast past Lee then returning to circle around him. The whole time he is walking he is making snorting noises which is his way of saying he is irritated.
He sure is an amusing pony
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During the month of July the lightning bugs reach a peak of activity. As the month moves along the lightning bug mass slowly starts to diminish. They are most active on warm nights. Sadly our days have been extremely hot with nights that are abnormal in temperature. We also are in a dry spell. The heat and dryness has had an impact on the lightning bugs' activity.
I caught this group as I was walking out the driveway. Earlier I was visiting the rams and a few of them had lightning bugs briefly land on them. I know they collect moisture from the tree leaves. I wonder if they were finding some dew created moisture on the wool? Their landing was too brief to capture in a photo.
As I was walking a couple of bats were swooping overhead. They do not eat lightning bugs but they love to feast on mosquitoes. All farms have mosquito issues due to water troughs. We mix cider vinegar with the water in the troughs. The change in PH is less enjoyable for the mosquito larva and is not harmful for the livestock.
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Disclaimer: I do not spoil our animals. Never have I ever spoiled them.
Christian's mom, Dior, still watches over him but she is not very affectionate. I usually see Christian curled up with Girlfriend and her lambs. Christian is still getting small meals from the bottle so to him I am his surrogate mom. He starts yelling the minute I arrive in the barn. He winds his body around my legs similar to a cat. I have to be very watchful as I feed the moms and lambs in the nursery because of his maneuvers.
A few weeks ago I tripped over him. When I was checking his body to make sure he was unharmed he was delighted with the movement of my hands on his sides. The next day I scratched his back as I passed by him. When I saw how much he enjoyed that I started giving him a full body massage. This has now become an everyday thing for him. Once he has finished his last bottle snack I give him a massage. If I wash the bottle before his massage he taps me on the leg to alert me that he is waiting.
Remember I do not spoil my animals.They just have me well trained.
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The lightning bugs have a limited time of a couple of months before they disappear until the next summer. They are one of my favorite insects so I spend as much time as possible watching and enjoying their light show.
We didn't have any new lambs today. Yesterday Magenta had a set of twin ram lambs. This brings our current total to forty. The earlier lambs are ready to leave the nursery and join the flock in the pasture. We have delayed this move due to the extreme heat. A lamb is at greater risk of suffering heat stroke than an adult.
Latte and Espresso are still house lambs. They will start visiting the nursery while we do our chores but will return to the house with us. Neither one has an adult to watch over them. Latte was abandoned as a new born and Espresso's mom was a reluctant care giver. While Espresso and his two siblings were in their pen she acknowledged his existence but once they moved to the nursery she ignored him. Their return to full time barn living will depend on when they start eating grain and hay.
We currently have four other bottle lambs. They are ones whose mothers aren't producing enough milk for them to thrive without supplemental feedings.
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Today was a rough weather day.
In our valley and surrounding areas there was rain, lots of rain. Rain that measured close to three inches. High winds accompanied the rain. Creeks were swollen and some roads were flooded. Trees were down. Powered was out for many homes and businesses.
In the higher elevations the precipitation was snow and ice with high winds.
We are in the higher elevation area however we did not have the terrible high wind. The hills around us protected us this time. The creek at the bottom of the hill added an underscore of sound to the wind flowing through the trees.
Most of the animals wisely stayed inside all day. Turbo ventured out to eat off of his stone. We tried to feed him in the special sled like tray we bought for him but he is very stubborn and wouldn't touch the grain. After an hour of him standing at the barn door while we did other chores we ended up dumping the tray onto the stone. He started eating a soon as the first bits fell onto the stone. He cracks me up with his refusal to eat his grain from any place other than his stone.
As the day flowed toward evening the sky cleared in the west. Some areas near us saw a double rainbow.
The clouds were moving from the south to the west. The sun sets behind the upper area of the pasture.
The day started rough but ended beautifully.
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During the summer Fiona had a health scare. We put her in a pen and she recovered without any issues but she had lost some weight. I extended her time away from the flock so she could gain weight. Girlfriend, S'more, and Delphine were her companions. While she was in extended care she decided we were not allowed near her. She would run to the far corner of her pen any time we were around. She became the queen of giving us the stink eye.
I was a bit upset because Fiona had been a show sheep and was very tame. Prior to her health issue she loved getting ear scratches and eating treats.
Once she rejoined the flock she continued to keep her distance.
Tonight she walked up to me for a treat.
I think she was really enjoying that treat. Fingers crossed that she has forgiven me for keeping her in a pen.
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Taking a mouthful of hay then walking around while chewing has become the norm in the flock of ewes and wethers. This only happens at this particular hay rack. When we place the hay in the other racks they stand with their faces buried in the hay and eat. The few times we place the hay outside on the ground they also bury their faces and never walk away. It is amusing to watch them walk around happily munching. Sometimes another sheep will try to grab some of the hay out of the other one's mouth.
This is Doc one of the former grain room crew and a lap lamb. He almost had a friend try to join him but he quickly turned away. His deflection allowed him to finish his mouthful.
Doc was born this light shade of brown.
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When a lamb is rejected by it's mother they often find a substitute guardian. I became Garby's. I hesitated taking him from the flock when he was a newborn but the days were chilly and the nights cold so having him in the kitchen with the other lamb Darby and our new puppy Harper was the best situation for him.
Everyday I would return him to the nursery with the hope his mom would decide to at least watch over him and teach him the ways of a sheep. That didn't happen. I was relieved when he formed a bond with Darby. This bond would help him as he transitioned into the pasture because he would not be alone. When Darby suddenly passed away this week Garby lost his support friend. Even with Darby around Garby was also closely bonded to me because I was the one who fed him his bottle. He was never far from my side when I was in his area of the barn.
The day after Darby passed Garby was like a burr stuck to my leg.
This is a video Lee took of Garby following me as I was walking the pastures.
I have the new version of sheep dog.
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Happy 4th of July from everyone at Appalachian Hills Farm.
We hope you had a fun and safe day.
Every year our neighbor puts on a spectacular fireworks display.
I watched the show while walking with Turbo around the pasture. He gets a bit nervous so we walk. Every now and then he stops to watch.
This year was the first year I wasn't walking with both horses. It was a bit emotional not having Cass at our side as we walked.
Of the two horses he was the most nervous during the fireworks show.
Once the show was over Turbo calmly walked away from me to beg a treat from Lee.
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As evening descended a lone American Toad started a concert. I was in the barn when I heard him tuning up. His high pitched song carried over the baas of the lambs. He was sitting in the middle of a large puddle when I went outside to find him. As soon as he saw me he swam and hopped closer. I hope he didn't think I looked like another toad.
The males use their song as a way to attract a female. The toad forces air from it's lungs over it's vocal chords which is why the skin on it's throat is puffed out.
I played this recording for him. He took it as a challenge and sang even louder. He was trying to tell this unseen intruder that this was his territory.
When I was growing up there was a large toad that hung out near our back porch. I named it Jane. It might have been a male but to me it was Jane. I wonder if this male is a descendent of that long ago Jane.
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Ever since Garby learned to eat from a bottle he has become very demanding. As soon as he sees me enter his pen he runs to me and paws my legs. If I turn my back he paws the back of my legs. Lee has to hold him while I clean the pen.
For a little lamb he packs a hefty punch with his pointy toes.
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Lambs wag their tails when they eat. There are different theories about why they do this. The most quoted one is that this is a way for the lamb and mother to communicate while the lamb nurses. Another theory is they wag their tails when they are happy.
Shetland sheep are known for being tail waggers even into adulthood. Anytime we pat or scratch our sheep they wag their tails.
Darby has one of the fastest tail wags I have ever seen. He does wag his tail when we pat him but that wag is less enthusiastic. I tried to count how many wags per minute but the wags were too fast to keep an accurate count.
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