With a Little Help from my Friends

It’s been hard to keep up my marketing motivation lately.  Between the heat and my knowledge that I simply don’t have enough lambs this year to do much better than breaking even, it’s hard to focus on getting my yarn sold.

A visit from my friend Dani helped a great deal.  Dani had a lot of encouragement to share with me about broadcasting more about my sheep on Facebook.  She also had many compliments for the yarn.  She made a Koolhaas out of it, and it looks awesome!

Dani bonded with Bobolink, which makes sense given that Dani took the last of my brown yarn for use as a sweater!  We can’t wait to see how it comes out!

Sheep and Friends, Vermont Wool Farm

The other magical friends activity that happened recently involved some wonderful coworkers of mine coming to help sort the rams from the ewes.  I was concerned that some breeding may have started, so I’m glad we got it done before much more time passed.  Sorting the rams and ewes was no small matter.  It’s a tough job on a good day, but my farm has no solid stock panels.

My awesome coworkers, Jackie, Rocko, and Arielle, came by to help.  We separated the rams and ewes using grain, positioning one person on each side of the electronet fence.  We got the rams out, with a little trouble from Valentine’s son, who was determined not to leave his mom.

An interesting fact: the ewes will move away from the rams, but the rams won’t move away from the ewes.  I hadn’t thought of this when I set up a ram pasture far from the girls, so when we tried to lead Cinder the ram and his male contingent away, we failed.  As soon as they realized they were leaving their sweethearts, they turned around and ran back, baahing all the way.  So we set up an extra pasture and moved the ewes there.  Then Jackie had a stroke of genius.  What if we used the electronet fence as a moving paddock to force the boys to move together?  We were exhausted by failed attempts to separate rams and ewes at that point, so we were ready to get radical.

It worked perfectly.  With grain in Jackie’s hand and a shepherd’s crook in mine to encourage from behind, we soon had the boys repatriated to their own area.

Vermont wool farm, sheep farm

The boys, sulking in their banishment.

My plan is to keep them separate as long as the pasture holds.  Once I’m out of pasture, the boys will need to go to slaughter and I’ll put Cinder in with the ewes.  I have two lambs available for people looking for meat, so get in touch.  I may or may not have some mutton this year, but I will be sourcing it from another local flock because I don’t have any ewes leaving this year.