We went back to NK as stated last Tuesday and picked up my new lambs and piglets. BUT, I'm not amused by the choice the guy made for us, this time I didn't get to choose the stock and I'm not so pleased with them, AT ALL!!
He had sorted 7 Texel lambs for us, they were cade lambs so are very tame. Several were wethers and when I saw them I said I'm not paying £50 each for those as they look like they need a good feed (apparently all sheep are suffering cos of no grass with the heat) so he dropped the price by £10 each. Some of the lambs still have tails which I find quite odd. I wonder if its the wethers that still have the tails??? Ive up ended two to see but I cant tell! Duh! I'm a great farmer I cant even tell the sex of the sheep!!!
I have sprayed the new lambs for fly strike and need to buy some more 'stuff' (crocovet?)for my others as they are due again this week. I must inject the new ones this week too.
Now I'm mad about the piglets and feel as though we have been 'done' but felt I had no option but to take them.
Both the lambs and the piglets were already in his stock trailer ready for us to load into ours so we had no choice.
I looked at the 7 piglets he had sorted for us, (I actually asked for 6 but hey!!) and the mix wasn't so good this time as 4 are commercial looking pink pigs. Anyway I looked and they were very, very small and I asked how old they were and he replied 4 to 5 weeks! I then asked if they were weaned and he said yes. He charged us £30 each for them.
We backed our stock trailer up to his and loaded the animals into ours and bedded them down in deep straw for the journey.
As we were completing the paperwork I forgot my CPH number and said I would phone it through later, I still haven't done it!! Note to self, I must do that today.
Hubby then asked about buying a cow and the farmer said 'You need a Jersey cow in calf for a house cow that is used to people and being handled. It will probably cost £1000.00."
Hubby broke out into a cold sweat and said "Perhaps not this year then."
Farmer then replied "If theres one at a good price maybe then? Ill look around." Les/hubby actually went wobbly at that but nodded.
I don't want a cow this year but I'm really pleased to say that my chatting (nagging?)about cows and all the milk and cheese we could have has filtered through and he is seriously thinking about having one. Now all I have to buy is a milkind stool. lol
It was a clear run up to NK and the animals slept most of the way and were still curled up asleep when we arrived.
When I saw the size of the piglets I phoned ahead for Martyn and Smiley to prepare the puppy kennel with straw and water for them as I wanted to assess them properly before they went out into the pig pen assigned for them.
One by one we carried the lambs down to their pen and fed them some creep with lots of water and they were skittish but OK. My other lambs didn't think much of them so it looked like I had 2 separate mini flocks.
Martyn went in the stock trailer and picked up the piglets by their hind legs to pass them out to Les and Smiley to carry them to the puppy pen. I had controll of the stock trailer gate so had to open the gate as a piglet was passed through.
We had passed though 4 piglets when one panicked and got through Martyn's legs I quickly shut the gates and trapped Martyn's hand as he was reaching for the piglet that was disappearing under the side panel of the trailer. Martyn managed to grab one leg and I said "Hang on tight Martyn I'm coming round to get the other leg."
Martyn was wearing gloves and I was an inch away from grabbing the piglets leg when he lost his grip (it was very hot and Martyn's hands were sweaty inside the gloves) The piglet hared off up the yard with all of us in hot persuite but he/she has 4 legs and we only have 2. The last we saw of it was in next doors field.
We couldn't catch the piglet and we still don't know where it is. We took our dogs out as trackers and looked for 3 days solid but no sign of it anywhere.
I was hoping that the sound of our other pigs would draw it in and have left water and food in several places around the farm but nothing!
In my dreams I'm hoping the little pig has survived by eating roots in the woods near us and we will hear about the feral pig when its grown up but the realistic side of me says that a fox will have had it by now.
How the hell am I going to tell DEFRA about that!! Its bad enough that I buried a cade lamb and didn't take the tag off because I didn't know what to do and it doesn't say in the paperwork what to do.
Anyway after 3 days of being reassured that the piglets were eating properly we decided to put them outside but get them in a shed at night until they are big enough to fight off a fox, which I hear every night trying to get my chickens and geese.
We had to move Princess and Ozi the boar to a new pig pen cos I wanted the babies near the house so I could keep a very close eye on them.
Well, I got a bucket of food and slices of bread to walk in front of Princess but she was interested in everything else on the way to the new pig pen but not my food. lol We sort of herded her with a beach windbreak, very slowly so as not to start her running and it worked fine. Two of us behind her with this windbreak and me walking in front with the bucket and 2 on some stock netting in front barring her way leaving her no option but to go into the new pen.
We repeated the process with Ozi and he was much easier to move as he liked my bread.
Once they were installed I filled up the wallow with water and Princess actually dived into it with a satisfied sigh, Ozi looking on jealously as Princess wouldn't let him in the wallow.
Now the 'old' pig pen was free Les and the lads put some stock fencing along the wooden fence as the babies would get through the wooden fence and its right next to our other pigs.
The babies settled in 'reet nice' and started rooting straight away which gave me time to really look at them and assess them. We have 3 boars and 3 gilts.
The 3 boars are a big black boar we now call Big Boy, a smaller black boar which has pink front legs we now call Boots and a very small pink boar that is so odd looking I just call him Runt. This piglet has no fat on him anywhere and I can see his muscles plus he has a fat/pot belly. He obviously needs worming which I will do this week.
The gilts are a cross GOS which I call Dapple, it was called Muldoon, as in Spotty Muldoon until I saw it was a gilt. lol The other 2 gilts look like commercial pink pigs but one does look like Babe as it looks at you from the corner of its eye as if assessing you, so thats what its called and funnily enough after naming it we turned around and saw a spider web in the corner of the pig shed, very Charlotte's Web!
Now it seems that the babies are cleverer than us as the big pigs have been digging one side of the fence and the babies the other and two of the babies regularly visit the big pigs!
Its Big Boy and Dapple that visit and they walk around the edge of the big pigs pen and squeak and run back under the fence if the big ones come over to them. Les is going to put scaff boards along the bottom of the fence to stop them.
Oh I haven't said yet but we have another worker on the farm his name is Nin (Nin works for us in Melton on our houses there) and he comes complete with his Labrador bitch, a very sweet little thing who is gun trained as they often work beating at shoots. My Sheps hate her so we are juggling the dogs all the time.