On Saturday we had to slaughter Sokka. He’d recovered well from his flystrike, but it made his horn grow back wrong and during the last week or so before his slaughter, he had a ton of new growth…right into his jaw. We caught it before it could kill him, but he was starting to experience discomfort. He hung around 90, not unusual for Icelandics and ok for a ram who’d been through what he had. His carcass was in great shape and he was in fighting trim.
The ducklings are outside in the old run, we lined it against weasels, we’ll see how that goes. They are very happy and enjoying a diet of greens and bugs to add to their feed. Looks like only one drake, so we may get a broody girl and some natural ducklings in a year or so.
We have to slaughter all the males Shaft produced. They favor fleece more than we’d like and aren’t making weight like their sisters. At least we’ll finally have that freezer of lamb/hoggett.
We moved the ram lambs in with the adults. They formed their own little mini-flock far away from the big older rams. Bucky sniffed Sokka, our recovery story and declared him in decent enough health. Shaft is thrilled to have moved up three places in the pecking order. Selecting for temperament really pays off when you do have to keep rams of different ages together.
Registration is what we’ve decided to pursue for the flock as a whole going forward, but it’s complicated to set up initially, so we’ll be breeding around Thanksgiving again or whenever day after I can get the registration people on the phone, whichever comes first.
It’s weird weather, wet and green, but cold nights, though not cold enough for frost where we are. The sheep are ok with the new grass but like us they are not fans of the mud. Straw-spreading season has definitely begun. I hope the winter stays mild.
Sokka looks pretty torn up, but it’s all signs of healthy skin regrowth and wound closure.
It looks burnt because the medicinal sprays and healed scabs are flaking off.
Yes, I am looking at your flank.
Badgerface, his momma, is all blue on one side because he’s been rubbing up against her for comfort despite being weaned.
He gets in and scraps for hay and grazes out in the pasture now, he’s gaining weight. Probably can’t expect any fleece, but he is likely to be in good shape by October if his healing continues to progress. This is rapid recovery, normally it would be another week or even longer to see this level of improvement.
He’s looking more filled out and we’re keeping him in Catron IV and iodine. Another week and he has a good chance of getting right back to the proper weight just in time and even providing a little fleece in October.
There was a bad storm, but it left us mostly untouched, with a short power outage, not a days-long one.
I am not going to make any predictions, I’ve learnt at least that much with sheep the last few years, but he is going in the right direction and we’re going to let him spend the day hanging out with his flock tomorrow and see how that goes.
He’s got enough energy that he’s no longer easy to grab for checking his healing progress. Which is good news.
The rest of the flock is doing ok, but we’ll try to check them later this week to see if they have anything going on. Nobody looks to have the telltale matted wet wool when I’m giving hay though, which is good. Apparently this time of year even in this climate is when flystrike is likeliest to occur, not high summer. We should be out of risk season by the next of September though. It’s getting cooler, the 50 degree nights are definitely speeding his recovery even if the 85 degree days are not exactly helping it.
No pictures, went ahead and called the vet. Husband and I had to shear/trim the infected areas where, well, flies had gotten in. DO NOT IMAGE SEARCH FOR FLY STRIKE OR FLYSTRIKE. Unless you have a strong stomach.
Apparently it happens to lambs even in cooler climates like ours. Hopefully the little guy will pull through.