in the pasture: breeding

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Well, with all the weddings celebrated and our legs wonderfully sore from dancing many nights…. it seems only fitting to begin breeding.  Some get started in September.  I decided that I want the babies arriving in March and milking to begin in May.  Maybe next year I will get more professional and have lambs in early February… maybe.

The first time I walked Ludo the ram out to meet the girls… he was nothing but the gentleman he always is.  Two hours later I went out into the pasture to check on things… and that ended with me laughing and yelling for the kids to get Dad.  Ole Ludo was drunk on his hormones and kept back up to headbutt me!  He would stop short of me… but that didn’t stop me from calling for reinforcements!  Once the husBen was nearby Ludo went back to standing by my side and nuzzling my hand to get his ears scratched.  It was all quite a sight!  My husBen with a children’s lawn chair to push Ludo back and me laughing my head off and all the kids lining the outside of the fence wondering what the heck their parents were doing.  We had to back out of the pasture because if we turned around Ludo would back up 5 paces to lunge towards us.  He’s a good boy that ram…he’s just drunk.  In those two hours his skin has already gone pink from hormones and his nose is gleaming pink. Now I know why no one wanted Rudolph to join in their reindeer games… Rudolph was a hormonal mess and maybe a bit humpy.  Those other reindeers were just trying to play peacefully and they were not trying have any of those shenanigans.  Makes sense to me now that I have seen Ludo’s nose.