Ok, actually two lambs and their names are Rosco (P. Coletrain) and Biscuit!
We decided to sell the sheep herd to make room for more dairy goats as our soap business is taking off (FINALLY as my husband says). But it is really hard to sell these two little lambs as we have gotten so attached to them!
Rosco was born to one of our ewes who had prolapsed and then passed away. She had been in labor and wasn’t making any progress. We had the vet out to check her, and gave her a shot to help her dilate. I then asked our friend Tim to help me pull the lambs as I expected them to both be stillborn.
Rosco came out barely breathing. More like gasping for air as Tim and I stood there in amazement that he was even alive (she had another lamb that was stillborn). He couldn’t stand or even hold his head up but he was alive. Mikey brought him into the house, placed in a lined clothes basket beside the wood stove in the livingroom. Between the two of us, we force fed him an ounce of goat colostrum around the clock for the first 24 hours. I told Mikey not to be surprised if he died (I was trying to prepare him for it because this little guy was in bad shape). I never expected him to live past 48 hours. Within a week, he was getting stronger and able to stand on his own. Within two weeks…he had his appetite and was running around. When he was three weeks old he went out to the barn to live with the other little lambs and Mikey would bottle feed him 3 times day.
Soon after Rosco was born, one of Tim’s ewes had prolapsed also but did give birth to a live ewe lamb. Tim’s ewe did pass but the ewe lamb was alive and well. We began bottle feeding her also.
The two little lambs just absolutely LOVE Mikey and see him as their mama. When we flick on the kitchen light in the morning, you will here baaing at the back door. Their stands Rosco and Biscuit. Open the door and they come running in the mudroom looking for Mikey and their bottles. They just aren’t the least bit bothered by the electric fence and it certainly doesn’t stop them from running out of their pasture and barn to my back door.
If it is raining…we just open the back door and call them for their bottles. Standing under the porch feeding bottles is a lot better than navigating through the mud to get to them. Only problem is, they don’t want to go back!
They follow Mikey every where. If Mikey is out playing football, they are playing football too. If he takes a walk to the pond, they take a walk too. I told Mikey that he makes a great Mama!
So here are the pics of Mikey’s little lambs…Rosco P. Coletrain and Biscuit…they are just too cute and too cool to end up on someone’s plate!