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Watch one who strays from next door contort himself up to sh!t on a super single trailer tyre lying flat on the yard the dirty little barsteward
Watch one who strays from next door contort himself up to sh!t on a super single trailer tyre lying flat on the yard the dirty little barsteward
Yeah but still 400 pages behind the what grinds your gears thread so we are still a bunch of moaning barstewardsI am glad that this thread has achieved 1000 pages!
You aren't alone I planned to put the rams out to lamb April 1st, one had other ideas I am expecting some about the 1-15th March the sod would push each post until it found one it could break at which point it would ram them until the snapped it leaned over and then throw itself at the wire to do a kind on roly-poly over it.The 'lambing in May plan' that went very wrong when I left the tups with the milking ewes appears to have come to a close. Just on 70 lambs tagged so far.
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For me it is the silence after they have been fed and my ears are no longer ringingThe simple things in life make me smile, I was dreading bedding Dow the sheep shed ,five 30x20’ pens and a pen of cows , fortunately the straw shook out nicely, the sound of feet rustling on clean bedding must be one of the best !
Got home aching and mrs put a big plateful of mash, gammon and cauliflower cheese in front of me .
That as well ! Our inbye ewes become like tame pets when housed, the same cheeky fekers eating straw from my hand as I am trying to shake it outFor me it is the silence after they have been fed and my ears are no longer ringing
Out in the field they never want to know and there will be that one that insists on going the wrong way when you're looking to have them shorn etc yet as soon as they come in they're the one climbing up the gate to stick their heads in the bucketThat as well ! Our inbye ewes become like tame pets when housed, the same cheeky fekers eating straw from my hand as I am trying to shake it out
Yes we have had them jump out of the mothering pen when they hear the rattling of feed in a bucket !Out in the field they never want to know and there will be that one that insists on going the wrong way when you're looking to have them shorn etc yet as soon as they come in they're the one climbing up the gate to stick their heads in the bucket