[Moorit] Chocolate

A very handsome moorit lamb from Nistock Farms.

And a new puzzle.  Enjoy!

Find The Thing That Nurtures Your Soul...

...and then give it to every person you meet.  Heidi Howeth via Instagram*

Okay, I'd been struggling to write a coherent post about this quote and why I blog...and the internet crashed and nothing got saved.  I'm going to take that as divine intervention and not try to recreate it because I'm pretty sure it didn't really make sense the first time and I doubt the second would be any better.

I don't want the blog to go dark again, so until I have the words...I'll give you pictures.  That hopefully nurture your soul.

Another cute Nistock lamb...and a new puzzle :-).

*I think I started following her because of her beautiful snow photographs.  Maybe during the Iditarod.  I don't remember.  Give her a look.  Just stunning.

Um...Hello?

Just checking to see if the blog even still worked...

This is a pretty Cotswold ewe and her lambs from last month at Nistock Farms.  

A Is For Abby

For anyone not following social media, we lost Abby on Friday.  She'd gone in for a check up, was still a little off, we decided to do one more round of antibiotics and she had a reaction to the shot and they couldn't save her.  The drug was RESFLOR.  Please spread the word - DO  NOT EVER USE ON LAMBS.  

I have taken this incredibly hard.  And I'm going to leave it at that.  

I had not yet done her week three recap and had been looking forward to working on that Friday afternoon.  I didn't think I could do that now and added that to the list of things I was angry that Abby and I were cheated out of.  

I never told her adoption story.  I never told the story about us almost going to Chicago.  Her peeing in my Cheerios one morning.  I never took a funny video of her eating vanilla wafers.  I'd never even taken an official photograph of her.  She was never going to get a mug shot.  Be on the Christmas card.  Get her first hair cut.  Grow up. 

Reg talked me into going ahead with the recap "memory".  Abby had earned that and her life should be celebrated.  I figured if I could get through that I could make her a mug shot, too.  My brain is still too fizzy though and all I could think of for her "rap sheet" was her name.  It's taken me all afternoon to write these few paragraphs.

I will try to come back and tell her stories.  They were all sweet and funny.  I am sorry this is not.  So, so sorry.

Abby's Week Two Recap

Abby's having a much better second week at Equinox Farm :-).  She's feeling much better, much to the cat's dismay.  Still hasn't figured out the grazing/eating thing, but she's working on it.  Here is a fun recap.


Life is starting to settle down some.  Not to jinx anything...

Aaaand We're Back...And We Brought Company

Sorry to be blogless for so long.  I had the perfect storm of no computer internet access...and for anyone not following IG/Twitter/FB...

This is Abby Lamby.  She was two weeks old yesterday and, boy, has she had a tough two weeks.  She had a very traumatic birth (sheepmom had to do mouth to mouth to even get her started) and ended up with some serious complications that have kept several shepherds and vets working together as what is now being called Team Abby over on Instagram.  I just love that!  

So yes, she came from Nistock Farms so she's sweet and beautiful and smart and tough...like all sheep ;-).   Her dad is Brick and Brick's dad was Rocky, which reminds me I've never done an official welcome to the farm post for "the boys".  It's going to take me a bit to catch up. 

I also have new Lamb Camp photos to share...once Abby lets me spend some time in the office ;-).