In other butt-related news, all of the lambs' tails have fallen off. Don't freak out. They're supposed to do that. We put a small, elastic band on the top of their tails, close to their bodies, the day after they were born. It hurts them for a couple minutes and then the blood stops flowing and they can't feel anything. The tail then falls off on its own in a few weeks. Kinda like that clampy-thing they put on babies' bellybuttons and then that crusty umbilical cord bit falls off after a while (at least that's what I kinda remember from when my sister was born.) I think my nine year old self actually wanted to keep that crusty bellybutton thing as kind of a big sister souvenir. Gross.
Sorry this post is so graphic and somewhat disgusting. I guess that's the life of a shepherd. Lots of poop, a little blood, occasional bruises, and little woolly tails left behind in the barnyard.
|Look Ma, no tail!|