Thursday, April 15, 2010

Organic Lamb...

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{not the actually doggie...you will soon find out why...}
This is a story...

of a prairie girl and a doggie lamb...

{a doggie lamb is one that has lost it's mom...poor things...}

usually doggies have to bottle feed...

we usually end up with one or two doggie calves a year...

but that is another story..

this story may have a happy ending...

depending on who's point of view you take...

it takes place in the spring time...

{cue the spring like music...imagine fields of green...grass that is....}

well okay...

maybe not...exactly...

you see this doggie lamb and his brother had to stay in a corral until they were used to us, so as not to run away...

so we begin our story in a corral...

a corral that has had heifers in it all winter...

heifer+long winter = quite a bit of that all organic fertilizer...

if you know about heifers at all...well they are rather curious beasts...

they are rather bothersome most of the time too...

particularly when they learn how to rub against the water hydrant and flood their all organic fertilized corral...

hhmmm...

yep, huge mess...

so enter baby lambs, curious heifers, organic green mud pit and prairie girl coming to check on the doggies in her flip flops...

yes, this prairie girl *loves* her flip flops...

even though they are not ideal farm working shoes...

well you see those curious bothersome heifers just had to inspect those cute cuddly little lambs...

so when this prairie girl entered the corral...

she saw the organic green mud pit kicking...

sees only one baby lamb...

what the !*$% she exclaims....

without a moments hesitation our prairie girl runs into the green mud pit...

yes she did...in her flip flops...

scoops up the barely kicking green baby lamb...

cradles it against her....{white tank top}

and makes a mad dash for the house...

without her flip flops...

they have been sucked into the muddy green mass of...well...you know by now...

no time to look for them now...

so...

running across the corral in her bare feet...

the prairie girl enters her farmhouse and heads for the sink with a barely alive baby lamb...

water running she cleans the gooey mess out of the baby's eyes and mouth trying to get it to keep breathing...

once the baby is somewhat organic free she snuggles him in one of her bath towels and sets him in the prairie sunshine to warm...

the baby lamb grew to be old and fat...

he now graces someones freezer...{not mine yuck..remember i'm a beef girl...}

i know...sad for the lamb but he did really have a nice life...

after the little incident...

happy for the person who has a freezer full of meat...

sad for the prairie girl...

she lost her favorite pair of flip flops that fateful day..

she wasn't about to go back after those, they have never been found...

needless to say her husband had to buy her a new pair...

and a couple other goodies for being farm wife of the year...

the end...




14 comments:

Jennifer said...

I agree... after that you ARE farm wife of the year! :)

Elizabeth (blue clear sky) said...

Oh, all that organic green between your toes.
I just got back from my 13 year old's 4H beef club meeting (he's in dairy club too.) He and his friend decided to wash their cattle tonight and (let's use your organic word) my suv now has the organic remains of mucky boots and wash overalls. I'm a farm loving urban girl and my vehicle is going to be ripe tomorrow.

Heidi said...

LOL!!! Maybe the flip flops entered the circle of life through the heffers, and are now part of the organic fertilizer!
You're are a trooper!

Preppy Mama said...

Wow, I hope you got some really sweet goodies for that rescue!!

Martha said...

You are definitely the farm wife of the year!!! What a trooper you are!!!

Old Crow Farm said...

I too am a flip flop girl and I am mourning yours right now! You need a Prairie Girl Tiara for your heroic duties;) ..... so happy you go new flip flops!

Tracey said...

Oh my! I think I'd become to attached to those little lambs to let them go in the end! Fortunatley, I'm a beef girl too :)

Hope you're doing good Kristin!

:) T

MeriAnn said...

Too Funny! You crack me up!

Becky@Tea Party said...

I love it...it reminds me when I used to have baby calves on my living room floor during calving season and trying to keep them warm while I was getting ready to go to the office...sometimes the office had to wait, since rubbing, stroking and more stroking was always part of keeping them warm and yes, there was always the afterbirth...fun to clean up!! But its all worth it in the end! Thanks again for the story!!

blondiensc said...

I loved so many things about this story, one being you are a flip flop girl, two how cute that little lamb is and three you ran through the house with "stuff' between your toes to save his life, you are wonderful! now I don't know how you let those little ones go after you take care of them for so long, I would have a huge farm because I wouldn't be able to let any of those sweeties go! lol...Happy weekend!

AtOneWithHim said...

I'm sooo glad you're back! Love your story.

Signs and Salvage said...

You are a TRUE Prarie Girl...you ROCK!!!!

Happy Weekend:)

Take Care,

Kristin

sinnlighet said...

Hallo, Sweden here....

I must tell you, that I love your virtual & image blog!! Amazing mix of pic's & so much inspiration!

Regards from Agneta

Anna said...

hilarious!! i have had to rescue baby lambs from the ditch...oh how I love the sweet smell of baby lambs!

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