Storm blew down a huge oak tree last night, blocking our road. A neighbor called to tell me about it. Another neighbor came by to check on me. It ought to be cleaned up by now. I need to get to TSC and get a heat lamp, only have one. I was robbing light fixtures yesterday and got two 75 watt light bulbs, they worked, but it dropping in the 30’s and I need another heat lamp. Much as I hate to, guess I’ll put on go to town clothes and go to town.
That was quite a tree that came down across the road. Looks like what we have been having here with the ice and wind added to all the dead ash trees....
Yep, Dessa got preg on the next heat.... she had to practice a little since she had such a long dry spell...
I sat with the Texas Five yesterday morning and evening when I fed them. I laid my horrible hand in the feed tub and the girls got touched. But not Cleopatra. She declined the Feast of the Human Hand and would rather starve. We’ll see how long this lasts. I was able to touch them on the side of their faces, and a few got their back scratched.
I walked the field yesterday with the dogs and sheep. Sheep have been on this field continuously since August 29, 2022. There have been a few times that grass got sparse. Drought last summer didn’t help it any. Fall cooled things off, rains came and winter grasses and forbs came in. Now the Bermuda is coming out of dormancy and the sheep are eating the tender new growth. Normally they don’t want it.
Wild blackberries! There are patches of them everywhere. The sheep have been eating the leaves, then the blooms, but now they have green berries on the vines.
Sheep and dogs picked off the green berries and ate them. If they go this crazy over green berries they will really enjoy the ripe ones.
Look closely at this picture, Fancy has the vine stretched out, snipping off a berry.
Buford is taking grazing lessons.
I don’t know who told him rocks are delicious, but he was fixated on this one. I kept telling him No and making him drop it, but as soon as my back was turned, he went back for it. Visions of impacted intestines and the large vet bill for surgery danced in my head. I finally took it away from him and put it in my pocket. Dummy dog.