Friday, April 17, 2015

Mingling of LGD's Encore

A second series of shots of Lily and Diesel.  Lily acts polite and appeasing but it doesn’t work.  By the next day she was pushed out of the group and showed up at the yard.  I walked her back to rejoin Oakley and Zeus, who returned on his own.










Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Mingling of LGD's

With the ewe flock, ram flock and respective guardian dogs being in neighbouring paddocks, the young dogs took it upon themselves to reorganize.  Lily and Zeus decided to join Diesel, Whiskey and Lady for a spell.  Oakley had no part of this and stayed put with his ram and wether flock.  He might have joined them in his younger days but he’s not as spy as the youngsters anymore.  He’s also not fond of being near Diesel, with good reason.  Lady is hanging out nearby but Lady seldom gets involved in the drama’s of the pack. 

I see the dogs interacting all the time and occasionally playing, but it’s rare that I have the camera along when they are mingling like this.  This is one set of shots when Whiskey and Diesel spot Zeus and move in to inspect.

The following few photos are in sequence.  Every person who watches dogs with interest probably has their own version of what is taking place here.  What is remarkable to me is how Zeus handles the inspection.  Enjoy and decipher as you will, and feel free to share your comments.

L to R: Zeus, Whiskey, Lily, Diesel


L to R: Lily, Diesel, Zeus, Whiskey

I almost get that photo of Zeus and Whiskey that I've been wanting


Zeus and Diesel, pretty clear look here



Monday, April 13, 2015

Little Lady

We moved the ewe flock to the paddocks nearby the yard and will keep them here for a few days until shearing.  This way they will be close at hand should it rain and they need to be put undercover (plus we shouldn't lose them, and we won't be touring the countryside to find them).  We made changes to our handling race at the barn so we brought the flock through there this morning.  Gibson and Coyote Mic helped me gather and move the flock.  Mic being on an inaugural run with this many sheep.  I always love how each stock dog feels in their work on our first few large tasks of the Spring.  The dogs are as fresh as the season itself. 

We moved the ewes down the large outside alleyway, funneling them around the bugle and through the long, new raceway, just letting them travel through and exit without being handled at all.  We’ll repeat this a few times prior to shearing day so they are familiar with it.   

With the flock being close at hand, it is a simple matter to slip out and feed guardian dogs, and take some photos. 

This is Lady sitting atop power pole hill.  Her coat is looking better but the oily secretion is returning.  What you can’t see in the photo is how dreadfully thin she is.


We worm our guardian dogs regularly, but I’m thinking to treat her again as she is slipping backwards on me and I'm at a loss as to why.  Her health is a constant concern right now.  If only the ewes could share a little body fat and fleece. 

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Spring Brings A Choice of Shoes

Thanks to Allen’s help tax time paperwork is almost complete.  I’ve been to the city to restock with people food and dog food.  Chores are lighter and becoming routine again.  The girls are looking heavy with a full year of fleece, and some are looking heavy regardless of fleece.  We’re gearing up for shearing day which is next Thursday.  Not so slowly, I'm settling into my roles here once again. 


I’ve put an invitation out to fibre lovers and fibre artists in the area.  It would be neat to have a crowd of folks join us at shearing and to be able to skirt fleeces again this year.  We’re off to pick up a second wool packer this weekend.  Needing a second wool packer typically means a full crew of five or so shearers will be here.  If you’re reading and you are in the East central area of SK or are game to travel if you live further away, come on out for the day.  Thursday, April 16.  You can find my contact info on the about page.

Did she say something about getting a hair cut...?
Yesterday I laced on a pair of running shoes for the first time this Spring.  Our distinct seasons give us Saskatchewanites distinct small pleasures every year.  Wearing running shoes outdoors rather than winter chore boots or Sorels for the first time in five months, definitely feels like you have a spring in your step.   I got on the pedal bike and with six stock dogs in tow rode out to one of our pastures.  It was early enough in the morning that the ground surface was still frozen from the overnight temperature drops, meaning the pasture wouldn’t be too muddy yet.  I parked the bike and we headed in to the pasture on foot.  The plan was to circle a large wetland and make my way back to the roadside where I left the bike. 

Due to Spring runoff the first wetland was joined to a second so there was no getting around it alone.  I swung out wider to skirt the second wetland.  My route would be a little longer but no worries.  We traveled through a hollow to come between the wetlands and discovered a wide swath of water flowing from a third wetland into the second one.  The flow of water through there was steady and strong, and only ankle deep - but icy, icy cold.  We were cut off.  Now if I had my chore boots on,...  

Staying on Dry Ground