We went to the Wisconsin Sheep and Wool Festival last weekend. It was a first time thing for both of us. I have never showed a live animal before and don't know if I will again. But.....it was a good experience since the two sheep that I showed placed in their classes. We also took along nine lambs that are for sale. We only sold three, but that is better than none.
This is the parade with the ewe lambs. Wild Thing was very well behaved through all of the walking around. She just got antsy while waiting for the judge to get to examine her and after that while waiting for the winners to be chosen. The judge had a real hard time choosing the last winner, and he came back to Wild Thing twice to check her wool. I guess he liked it because we got the call and the ribbon.
Some of the happenings, as I see it, on a dead end road, high up on a ridge, in southwestern Wisconsin.
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Sunday, May 17, 2015
Now it is spring!!!
Oh, yes, and we have seven calves. One was just born late this afternoon, and after supper when I took the dogs out walking on our path, I found mom and heifer calf bonding out in the field when all the other cows had come up for water.
Yes, it is spring, and it has been a great one ---- so far.
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Saturday, March 07, 2015
Winter in Wisconsin with friends
He is used to them since he joins them in the dog yard year round. He is also the oldest resident on
This is the rehab center which is deconstructed now. The two cats pictured got in a fight. Puff, on the first floor, had a neck wound. Little Boots on the second floor didn't have any injuries. We took care of that and had him fixed. Boots is in the back room now where he will stay until I think he may have bonded with this location. And, as said previously, Puff is a house cat, with all the privileges, until his wound is completely gone. Then we will decide where whether he goes or stays. The big dog crates sure worked well as kitty rehab spaces.
AND..........thanks to cousin Sue Morton for the couch. The old couch did not fit all of my fine furry friends.
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