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Shepherding 201 (Part 2) How I Became a Midwife

If you read the last post you may remember that while Duncan was being rejected by his mother, Cheviot #7 was trying to have her lamb.  We sequestered Duncan in a separate jug from his mother and went back to watching Cheviot #7.  She labored for about 45 minutes with little progress.  She was outside the ram pen; those darn rams kept poking their heads into her business, if you know what I mean.  As a mother myself, I’m pretty sure that hubby didn’t have quite the same empathy as I did.  I was hurtin’ for the poor ewe!  She was straining and straining.  She stood up (grunt) and lay back down (groan.)  Grunt…groan…uungh…umph.  I flinched each time she pushed.  She was working so hard and making so little progress.  I moved closer to check that both hooves and a nose could be seen on the lamb.  Yes, the baby was coming out hooves and nose first, as it should.  But then I noticed that the tongue was sticking out and looked purplish.  Yikes!  The sheep books say to wait at least 45 minutes before intervening.  Now a purple tongue on the baby had me completely worried.  (I have since learned that this can happen and is not abnormal.)

TH (Trophy Husband) helped me place a halter on #7 and we brought her into a lambing jug.  TH held the ewe while I put on gloves and a little lube (just in case I needed to help loosen a shoulder.)  With the next contraction, I held the lamb’s front feet and pulled down.  The lamb was out to it’s back hips.  It hung there, half in/half out, while mom took a break.  She was exhausted!  At the next contraction, I pulled again and the lamb flopped to the ground.  It laid there – motionless – for what seemed like 10 minutes, but was most likely only five seconds.  It’s dead.  I was sure.  Then, all at once, the clouds parted and angels started singing!  Well…at least it felt like they were singing…  The lamb started twitching and struggling to get out of the sack.  Yeah!  It was alive!  Ewe mom was licking the lamb while I cleaned the sack off its nose and mouth so it wouldn’t inhale any fluid into it’s lungs.

Chev 7 lamb 2009

Now I was so excited I couldn’t stand it.  The lamb was white… now I checked the back end… and a girl!!  I checked three times to confirm that she was a girl.  Little Fiona is beautiful and weighed 11 lb. 5 oz.  at birth.   So my North Country Cheviot ewelings delivered well for the Shepherdess.  We have black and white Cheviot Mule ewes to add to our flock here at Roundabout Acres.

Chev 7 and Fiona in jug 2009

I now feel like I am becoming a true Shepherdess and we indeed, are learning how to be farmers.  This, our second lambing season, has presented us with a few more challenges which we have been able to meet, thanks to the help of books, Yahoo groups, and knowledgeable shepherd and llama friends.  Thank you to all!  However, we are not done lambing yet.  We still have about four or five Shetlands left to lamb, sometime around the beginning of June.

Chev 7 and ewe lamb Fiona 2009

In the next post, I will give you an update on Duncan, our bottle lamb; Lyra and her lamb (lambs??); and the final statistics for BFL Dougal’s Mule lambs.

Shepherding 201 (Part 1) or How I Became a Surrogate Mother One Day…


My name is Duncan. And this is my story. The Shepherdess will tell it for me.

Last week, Monday night at about 10pm, I heard a loud baaaa-ing outside in the barnyard. I shined the flashlight on Bunny to see that she was in labor. I was so excited that I would get to see my first lambing, from start to finish! I grabbed the camera, lambing bucket and several flashlights, put on a jacket and headed out to the barnyard. I positioned myself about 10 feet away, sat on my bucket seat and waited. Bunny grunted and made little “uunghhh” sounds as she pushed. I turned the flashlight on to get a better look at the progress every few minutes. After about 30 minutes a little black lamb came slipping out. She went right to the baby and started licking away the sack. It took about 10 minutes for the little guy to get up on his wobbly legs and start searching for mom’s teat.

I thought Bunny may be carrying twins this year. Sure enough she started pushing again and a white ram lamb plopped onto the ground. Bunny seemed preoccupied with the first lamb nursing, so I cleaned the sac away from the twin lamb’s nose and mouth so he wouldn’t inhale amniotic fluid into his lungs. Then Bunny found the white twin lamb and started licking him off and making her nickering sounds. I left the new family, going to the barn to prepare a jug with fresh straw, hay, water and minerals.


Bunny followed her twins into the lambing jug. I had both of them in my hands, held together at her nose height so she could see them. She was very loud with her disapproval of my taking her lambs into the barn, but once there she settled in with the boys. I stripped her teats to make sure the milk was flowing, clipped the umbilical cords to about one inch, and dipped them in iodine. Next, I weighed the boys. The black twin weighed 6 lb. 10 oz., the white twin 5 lb. 8 oz. Both ram lambs nursed and the new family settled in for the night. It was about midnight when I got back into the house.


The next morning, all was peaceful with Bunny and babes. The black lamb has white on his face, neck, ears and white frosting on his sides. The white lamb is all white. When I went back out to check on the family, around noon, I was dismayed to find Bunny slamming her white lamb into the side of the jug. She wouldn’t let him nurse or get near her or his twin. I took him out of the pen and put him in the next pen. I checked his teeth to see if they were sharp and needed filing. No, they were fine – and his mouth was warm. That was a good sign – he had been able to nurse and get some colostrum from his mother. It had been about 13 hours since he was born. I headed for the house to get my sheep book so I could see what was suggested when a ewe rejects her lamb. I went back to the barnyard to find Cheviot #7 in labor (see Sneak Peek post.) I checked on Bunny and the white lamb to see how things were going. The poor little guy was crying and crying for his mom. I tried bringing him close to her and she continued to butt him. I decided then that we had our first bottle baby. Shepherding 201 had begun. Meanwhile Cheviot #7 was in labor, Baab was rudely sticking his nose where it didn’t belong, the little white lamb was crying, we had to set up a pen for him in the house, and I had to rest for work. Oh, and I forgot to mention that hubby hadn’t slept yet from working the night before!

Hubby set up a dog kennel in the laundry room and went to bed. I put the white lamb, who we named Duncan, into the kennel and mixed up two ounces of powdered colostrum I had on hand. At first he didn’t know what to do with a Pritchard nipple on a soda bottle, but once I squirted some of the warm liquid into his mouth, he figured it out!

It is now 10 days later and Duncan is doing great. He weighs 7 lb. 10 oz. and is receiving five feedings a day. We should be able to decrease that to four in a few more days. We still have him in the kennel, but we get him out with the rest of the flock in the barnyard for a good portion of the day. Next week, we plan on putting him in with the flock again and bringing his bottle to him.

Thanks for telling my story, mom! I’m sorry the Shepherdess didn’t have time to tell you about Cheviot #7 and her ewe lamb. She’ll tell you next time, okay? I need to be fed – and then take another nap!

Roundabout Acres’ first Shetland Mule Lamb!

Little Red Oak Lily is the (fiercely) proud mother of our first Shetland mule lamb out of Beechtree Dougal. The lamb is beautiful…and a boy! Oh well. His fleece looks purly like his sire; he will make a great whether for a companion or fiber pet. He has the most lovely face and eyes. LRO Lily (moorit, scurred) is our “wildest” Shetland. She does not seek any attention from humans and she is extremely protective of her lambs. Last year she gave us a single white ram lamb with a big moorit spot. He had wonderful fleece but tight horns. He went to the freezer. So, this year she gave us another boy with fabulous fleece. At least, with the Mulesheep, we don’t need to worry about horns. This big lamb weighed in at 10 lb. 7 oz. Below are a few pictures of Danny-Boy.

Also on Friday, our Mulesheep Maliah (from Psalm 23 Farm) gave birth to a black single ram lamb. Maliah is a very friendly ewe and she had no problem letting me handle her boy and stripping her teats. The BFL mules do have a HUGE udder! Her lamb should have no problem getting plenty of milk. He has white hair on his face and ears and a spotted nose; he is 1/2 BFL 1/4 Shetland 1/4 Cheviot. This boy weighed in at 10 lb. 3 oz. I don’t know if I can get grey out of this combination and we have plenty of black right now; pending fleece evaluation, he will be a freezer lamb. His name is Lamb Chop. Enough said.

And finally, I have to share a few pictures of pregnant ewes. Cheviot ewe #7 is so wide and flat, her back is like a table top! I’m hoping she has two lambs in there. Her udder is filling more, so maybe she will lamb in the next few days. She is bred to BFL Dougal for BFL-Cheviot lambs.

Below is Chev. #7 in the feeding area I made for the ewes. It is not visible in the photo, but the left side of her is just as wide as the right. She is moving slowly the last few days. To the left of her, you can see a stile I made out of tube panels so the llamas couldn’t get through. The llamas love grain but they don’t need much, if any. It just makes them fat. Llamas will spit at each other to get the choicest spot at the feeder. I got tired of being caught in the “spitting wars” while I was trying to feed pregnant ewes their much-needed grain! It works very well for the ewes. As for the llamas, I think they have finally accepted that I am smarter than them. (Maybe…?)


And below is Little Red Oak Bella, a moorit, HST ewe. Her bag is expanding and she is widening out. She is bred to BFL Dougal also.

Out of the Jug & Llama Watch, Round 2

We haven’t had any more lambs born yet. A few of the ewes are walking “cowboy” as their udders are swollen beyond belief! Those lambs will come when they are ready to be born, I guess.

Yesterday, was day three in the jug for BFL X Cheviot lamb Helena. It was time to leave the jug. We weighed her – she had gained 2 lbs. 2 oz. in just three days! We tagged her and then we did something we haven’t had to do before. We banded her tail. Shetlands have naturally short tails and don’t need banding. Sheep born with the long tails are prone to fly-strike, which is pretty nasty, from what I have heard. So the crossbred sheep will need banding. Basically it involves placing a very thick, strong rubber band on her tail which cuts off blood supply; the tail is supposed to fall off in a week or two. I have been told the lamb usually runs around for about ten minutes and then calms down. Helena handled it better than I thought she would. She jumped around in circles a few times and wiggled her tush a bit, then settled down and was greeted by the rest of the flock.




Long-Suffering Husband and Helena


Helena greeted by Nessarose and Mina. Mom is keeping a close watch.

Llama Watch, Round 2
And as a side note, Nessarose has not had a cria. We are thinking she did not hold her pregnancy. We will breed her this year and try again. She certainly is showing interest in the lamb. I think she will be a good llama mama when her time comes. So now we move to Llama Watch, Round 2. Karma is 1/2 sister to Nessarose. They have the same sire, different dams. Her earliest due date was Monday.

Roundabout Acres First Lamb of 2009!

This morning I arrived home from work, walked to the barnyard and started counting ewes. Cheviot ewe 23 was missing. I walked around to the back of the barn and there she was – with a just-delivered black ewe lamb. Yeah! Our first lamb of 2009 and our first BFL X lamb. Exactly 145 days since our Bluefaced Leicester Dougal was put in with his girls. I watched the little darlin’ take her first steps, noting how long and gangly her legs are compared to the Shetlands. Also, her hooves are HUGE compared to the Shetlands! Mom didn’t want to go in the jug so that caused a bit of stress. But I was relieved that she kept knickering to her lamb through the fencing. I called into the house to my husband; he came out and helped me coax her inside the jug. Little Helena found mom’s milk spigot right away and that long tail started wagging! In the picture below you can see the white “teardrops” below her eyes. This from the BFL and is called the English Blue pattern. (Becky, please correct me if I have that wrong.) She also has white along the edges of her ears.

Ewe 23 is a first time mom. She didn’t want me getting close to her lamb; she was already stressed from the jugging so I gave them a little time before I “clipped and dipped” the umbilical cord. Last year, I didn’t weigh any of the lambs. This year I want to keep track of how they grow, especially since we are breeding crosses, some of which will be destined for the freezer. Helena weighed in at 11# even. I couldn’t strip mom’s teats because she was annoyed with me. Fair enough. I heard the little slurpy sounds from Helena while she was nursing. I gave mom some molasses water, minerals, hay and a grain mixture. She was hungry!

As the lamb’s bleats grew louder the greeting party came running into the barn. Five llamas and 13 other ewes were crowded around one jug. Especially interested was Nessarose, our llama who has been due for 20 days now. If she IS pregnant, maybe this will give her incentive to deliver that cria! If not, that’s okay. We will try again for next year.

After I came out of the barn, I looked around to see who would be next. I took this picture of Cheviot ewe #7. She looks like she is smiling. Perhaps she is planning on lambing next…. Also, take notice of that wide stance – no this is not normal. Her bag is growing, growing, and growing. I really like the North Country Cheviot ewes. They are sturdy, mellow and friendly. I had heard that they were flighty sheep, but so far, the Shetlands are much more flighty than these girls.

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