Living with animals leaves me scratching my head -- and it's not because of fleas.
While training Raven, the Border collie, in the five-acre pasture, I thought nothing of the bleats and cries from the lambs left at the barn. My work group of sheep included a ewe whose five-month old lamb was back at the barn.
But we'd only been in the field for ten minutes. Five-month-old lambs don't cry that loudly for their mothers after a short time.
The crying continued after I returned the work sheep to the flock.
I investigated.
The sound was not coming from the sheep barn. It was coming from the hen house.
The hatch door, usually open during daylight hours, was closed.
I walked inside to find two lambs and Trick the Cat.
There were no hens in sight.
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Waiting here for the punch line! BTW--love your new banner. It's worthy of framing.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure how the chicken hatch door was closed, but I suspect that the lambs were bouncing around and playing with it. Cool weather is making them all frisky.
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