Good Times, Bad Times

I'll start with the good times. Wednesday morning we left for Paso Robles in Southern California to see a lady about a dog. Meet my new puppy, who doesn't have a name yet. We call him Puppy or Skunk. He got the name Skunk because of his coloring. He is a five month old Armenian Gampr Dog. The link will give you some history about these cool dogs. He has the sweetest temperament, and he has already made friends with little Jobeth and Jake or should I say Jake and Jobeth liked him from the start.  At his birth home he would go in the barn with some five week old pups and lay with them. He is already showing his ability to be level headed and evaluate the situation before taking action. I've only known him for a few days and I'm in love! He's a real dogs dog. My favorite thing about raising any kind of animal is getting in their head to understand why they work the way they do. This guy is going to be fun.

Landrace dog for some landrace sheep. 

Can't wait to walk him up the mountain but he's still a baby. I started him in the barn. Now we're out on the lawn. Tomorrow we'll go up the the emu pen and head towards the sheep. The sheep will not come to the barn. They need to learn what that big black dog is all about.




I wish the pictures of his feet would show how really big they are in life. The pads of his feet are as big as Jake's and Jake weighs somewhere between  100-120 pounds. Puppy/Skunk  is 5 months old and around 50 pounds.



Okay now bad times. Duncan was off and on for more than three weeks with Urinary Calculi. Wednesday morning first thing I found he had died during the night. He was my favorite ram for many reasons plus we won't be able to do the genetic study for the blind lamb "thing" I found here in my flock without him.

Does anyone have a ram for lease!!!!!  And if he has ever over the years produced a lamb that was blind at birth that would be a plus!  I could use him.