Tuesday, 11 June 2013

Sunshine Good, Abscess Bad

It's been a week, an unbelievable whole week of lovely sunshine.  The day after shearing out came the sun, just in time because we had been worrying about shearing wee Dougal.  So small and thin, we thought, so we ordered a dog coat just in case.  However, fleece off there's nothing very wee about young Dougie, he's quite solid in reality, so back went the coat, unopened, for a refund.

There was plenty of opportunity for water play at the weekend, Noah Kenzie and Dougal like a spray,  Hamish prefers a complete drenching..

Noah, refreshing

Hamish, more more more

Another sunny day treat is snoozing in the dust bath the boys seem to have made for themselves - on my archery pitch.  Here's Kenzie, I know he's hard to see, looks overexposed, but no he just glows like that in the sun..

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Notice how Kenzie is left in peace to snooze
No such respect for my personal space when I try for a lie in the grass
Hamish and Fin to the Rescue?

Meanwhile, back at the water play on Saturday we both thought the shearer had left a little clump of long fleece under Dougal's right eye, it made him look a bit cockeyed, but no worries.

By yesterday, Sunday, the 'clump' was the size of a golf ball, definitely not right, a quick inspection and a dental abscess was diagnosed.  Poor Dougal, he's already had to fight off an eye infection, now this.  He's been off his hard food for a couple of weeks, but he's been grazing and eating hay, and chewing the cud ok, so we thought he just didn't like it.

 
Poor Dougal
 

Today Chris the Vet came out, confirmed an abscess and syringed some pus out, then he gave Dougal a painkiller and the first of 4 injections of antibiotic (Nuflor).  We will give him the other injections every alternate day until gone, and keep fingers crossed there are no underlying issues that will make the abscess erupt again.  Dougal used to love to give kisses, but not anymore, I hope he forgives us soon.

Thursday, 6 June 2013

Hair today ...


Its been a bit grim up north (well, when I started writing this blog it was !)  Cold, rain, wind, no grass.  But there have been a couple of chances for the boys to entertain friends young and old.


Fin with Bev's dad John - A gent is treated with due respect



Zoe is checked out by Fin and declared to be safe



 So time to get acquainted with the little boys

Vicky wonders why all her photos came out blurred


We reported that Kenzie had taken a step forward as leader.  It turns out Fin had tooth ache from a back tooth that had not quite come away cleanly.  He was so sweet, he dropped his usual 'front' and sought us out looking for help. He was soon sorted and leader of the pack again .

Fin's job is to prance about being in-charge.

It was time for Ben the shearer to turn up.

So here is a last 'fluffy' picture.

It remained a bit grim.  Very cold for the time of year and damp too..So the boys had to spend the night before their hair cut in the shed.  They went in a bit damp and with all their fleece we were expecting them to be a little sweaty. So it was up extra early to give them a bit of an airing in the yard.
Not often Andy sends emails at 5 a.m. from a field


 7 a.m. - and so to work ...

We were being daft softies we were worried about wee Dougal getting cold.  Ben laughed, and got on with the job.

 'The last Chicken in Sainsburys'

 

You smell like Noah, but don't look like him at all !

Bye !