And just like that, it's mainshear time. - Tactical Ninja
Oct. 18th, 2013
09:41 am - And just like that, it's mainshear time.
Me: You know all those things Rick Astley is never going to do?
Me: It'd be really hard to go through life never saying goodbye.
Him: True. Imagine living with him - You: *off to work* "Bye!" Him : "Fuck off!"
Him: Also, notice he doesn't say he's never going to kill you. Maybe Rick Astley is really a serial killer. Thought of that?
Here, have a picture of some sheep. I think they are trying to staunch out the camera. On the left is Elsa, on the right, MacBeth.
They are moorits, which is a colour rather than a breed. The breed of moorit around here is mostly Romney with a touch of Corriedale - enough to make the wool fine and soft and give them a bit of a dewlap.
I can't actually remember how long I've been shearing Charlene's sheep. I know I've been doing it in Wellington since mainshear 2005, but I don't think I did hers the first couple of years, so maybe 6 years? And MacBeth has been a fixture the entire time. She's the 2IC for this flock and she used to be hell on wheels, but these days she's mellowed and is the easiest by far to shear. Maybe she's just so staunch she feels no need to struggle while being shorn. Anyway, she's one self-confident lady and you can see it in her eyes.
They weren't the best shearing they've ever been. Charlene's sheep are normally presented beautifully and she takes extremely good care of them, but this year has been a tough one with a run of bad weather just as the grass was coming away, and with multiple lambs born into the bargain. When a ewe carries and then feeds two lambs, it takes a big toll on her body as all her nutrients get made into milk. This makes the fleece change in the same way that a person who is sick (or breastfeeding) will notice changes in their hair. And that makes them hard to shear - it sort of sucks onto their skin and goes a bit matted.
MacBeth, naturally, did not have this issue even though she's rearing twins as well. She is that tough.
So it took a bit longer than expected and there were a couple of nicks and scratches because of having to push the handpiece a bit harder than usual to get through the post-natal wool toughness, but eventually we won.
Elsa on the right, I think it's Chelsea on the left (she's the boss of the flock), and MacBeth's bum in the bottom right corner. Note Elsa looks much less cocky without her wool, and I reckon she crosses into cute. Also of note were Arya, Skyler, Bella, Morgan and I can't remember the other one's name. Damn.
Also, there was this little distraction. Behold the cute!
They were running round screaming their heads off in the paddock next door, where they'd been put to keep them safe from being trampled by recalcitrant Mums when I wade in to grab someone for shearing. Anyway, these lambs have the most innocent eyes I reckon. Not that they actually are innocent, but they look like they belong on a postcard or something.
Meanwhile, it's as if everyone just woke up on Thursday morning and went "Oh yeah, shearing!" because I now have 5 clients booked in for next weekend and 3 for the following one. Yikes.
Meanwhile, I am wondering if ancient building sites kept someone around whose job it was to be the benchmark for a cubit. And how did they cope if that person got sick or died during the job?