A transport puzzle, technology and falling over...
Emma Heseltine - 26 August 2012
The boss is away this week so I’m wondering what is going to attempt to keel over. Last time it was the Landrover. We are getting all the lambs in at Wallacefield to see how they are getting on and dag and check the feet of a couple. There is a bit of a fiasco getting them in as there are a few people and Skye (our sheepdog) and I don’t always communicate particularly well. Still we get them in without anyone losing their temper despite a prolonged deadlock when Skye decides to just round up Peanut and a tiny miserable lamb I’ve picked up and ignore all the rest. Skye, I’ve got these under control: one is a pet who thinks I’m its mum and the other I am holding and isn’t going anywhere, go get the rest of the flock! Having sorted out the ones that needed feet looking at… and picked four big fatties to go to market next week we send them back. I’ve decided to keep the tiny miserable lamb and take it back to Houghton to keep and eye on, its got a mind to die I think. If I give it some TLC perhaps we can turn it around. Now however I have something of a puzzle to solve. How do I get the remains of lunch, a sheepdog and a sick lamb back in the car without any calamities?
Next drama, Lee rings me to say one of the little heifers at Thacka Beck seems to have a sore udder, what should we do? Well here is where modern technology can come in handy. He sends me a photo which I then take into the vets for them to look at. There is some confusion at the vets over the ‘udder to look at in reception’ I think the comment was ‘what do you mean udder in reception? They haven’t brought it in have they?’ After a quick consultation we conclude that they are warts and are quite common this year with the wet weather and flies spreading them. There is then some discussion over removing, scraping and concocting some remedy until we get to the crux of the matter, what’s her future? She is a store heifer and won’t be a breeder. Simple then, keep an eye on it to make sure it doesn’t get inflamed or infected. Let it be, maybe get some Stockton tar to sooth if it seems to be irritating her. Diagnosis and treatment options delivered within half an hour and all this done with the power of smart phones, technology is a wonder, no?
The pigs have got used to me coming with a bucket of dinner, but now they are getting bigger I have to dodge them a bit when I go in the pen. Today I’m putting their buckets down in a sensible place and Arla scoots round behind me as I step back away from them and guess what, I end up on my bum in the mud. Thanks pigs!
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