Wascally Wabbits and New Lamb

11:11 am, Wednesday, 17 March 2010
Temperature: 46.4 F, sunny with some clouds, mild breeze

Yesterday began with a thump as the sable rabbit escaped again. This time it was clearly not ducks nor the buck's doing; she'd gnawed through the cord holding her door shut and headed off towards the green grass of freedom. We rounded her up without too much difficulty, but she really didn't want to go back into her habitat; she'll be getting a new one as well. For now, she's back in anyway, and the door's blocked off with an empty ark.

The rest of the day was fairly quiet. Today began with less of a thumb and more of a bleat; another new lamb has joined us. The ewe as pregnant as an aircraft carrier has dropped a single lamb, but it is a huge single lamb; the Lambzilla of the lamb world. It is as big at birth as the second set of twins currently are. Only the oldest lambs are bigger, and they are only slightly bigger.

The vets are coming back out on Friday to examine the six lambs they have not previously seen. They may teach us how to give the shots the lambs need, since in a few months we'll have an explosion of lambs from the other flock in all probability; then they can just write us a prescription for the vaccines, and do twice a year flock visits to cover regulations. They will also bring the pills for Wimsey and give distemper and rabies shots to all five of the barn cats as the vet who took care of their snips for the shelter cannot find their records at all.