Thank you Steve and Jill for thinking of us.
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Showing posts with label Steve. Show all posts
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Gift From A Friend
When we came back from Utah, there was a gift rolled up and stuck inside our screen door.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Another New Adventure - Banding the Lambs
Last weekend Joe and I went to Kaycee, Wyoming (population 249) where my friend Trina lives. Kaycee is about 70 miles north of Casper and this was the furtherest north I would have traveled on this side of the state. (Trina works in the same department in the oilfield as I do). For some reason, Trina, and her husband Brian, have become parents to several "bum" lambs. These are lambs that have been rejected by their mothers for some unknown reason or are orphans. On this particular day, they were mothering some 20+ lambs.
Trina had been talking about how she lived in the country (imagine that) and all the animals they have on their small ranch. Yes, ranch, not farm. So, since it was supposed to be a nice weekend, we made arrangements for Joe and I to go up around noon on Saturday and help feed the lambs and see her other animals.
Steve (who works in our department also) and his family were also coming up as they were going to take some lambs home with them to their place outside of Casper. So ultimately Trina had a lot of "help" that day when it came time to "band" the lambs going home with Steve and Jill and their two little girls Brianna and Octavia.
Banding is where a rubber band - a tight rubber band - is placed near the top of their tails so that the bottom part will eventually fall off. Also, a rubber band - a tight rubber band - is placed around the male genitalia. In other words, their balls will fall! Never having seen this done before was quite shocking and disturbing to me. Let's just say it was no picnic for the little lambs either.
I have been told though that banding is much more humane than the two other alternatives used - razor blade cutting off or bitting them and then ripping them off!!! No fooling!!!
All I can say is YEE HAW girl - you're in Wyoming now!!!
This is the rubberband going on the tail.
This is the rubberband going on the ball, y'all.
These are poor lambs trying to hide before it's their turn!
This is Steve helping Trina. Notice the bag of rubberbands hanging on the fence.
Run lambs run!
This one didn't run fast enough and look at all the other stupid ones hanging around to watch. Do you think they think she's going to feed them?
You know what they say about curiousity?
Trina had been talking about how she lived in the country (imagine that) and all the animals they have on their small ranch. Yes, ranch, not farm. So, since it was supposed to be a nice weekend, we made arrangements for Joe and I to go up around noon on Saturday and help feed the lambs and see her other animals.
Steve (who works in our department also) and his family were also coming up as they were going to take some lambs home with them to their place outside of Casper. So ultimately Trina had a lot of "help" that day when it came time to "band" the lambs going home with Steve and Jill and their two little girls Brianna and Octavia.
Banding is where a rubber band - a tight rubber band - is placed near the top of their tails so that the bottom part will eventually fall off. Also, a rubber band - a tight rubber band - is placed around the male genitalia. In other words, their balls will fall! Never having seen this done before was quite shocking and disturbing to me. Let's just say it was no picnic for the little lambs either.
I have been told though that banding is much more humane than the two other alternatives used - razor blade cutting off or bitting them and then ripping them off!!! No fooling!!!
All I can say is YEE HAW girl - you're in Wyoming now!!!
This is the rubberband going on the tail.
This is the rubberband going on the ball, y'all.
These are poor lambs trying to hide before it's their turn!
This is Steve helping Trina. Notice the bag of rubberbands hanging on the fence.
Run lambs run!
This one didn't run fast enough and look at all the other stupid ones hanging around to watch. Do you think they think she's going to feed them?
You know what they say about curiousity?
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