Midnight Madness

Just got another set of twins in the jug. They must have been on the ground for a while as I was feeding Buddy, watching TV and knitting on another lamb sweater. The ewe lamb is fine, up and nursing, the boy is weaker. Mom, a gorgeous purebred BFL, let me nurse her out but she didn't even have hardly a cup full of colostrum. There was no panel to close them in, so I had to dismantle part of another one and cut wires to hold it together. I had to get her some hay, but ALL the sheep were up and looking for food, as if it were their normal feeding time, not twelve o'clock at night. Up in the dark hay mow, throw down the bales, and a riot started down below. Climbed down, threw them out, and somehow pulled one away from the mob for the new mom. It was a pretty green bale and she was famished. Made it easier for me to pull on her teats and squeeze out some gooey milk. The little ewe was on the opposite teat, the boy lying down looking very sleepy. I filled him up with as much as I could get and got sweaters on them both. Did their cords and got Mom her molasses bucket. The White Boys are going crazy out there in the moonlight. Coyotes on the move? 8 degrees outside but I got so hot in with the sheep I had to take my jacket off. Guess I am getting acclimatized. Breeze is not looking so good again. Had to make him get up twice today. All I need is a sick llama now! Have to wake up Matt for his shift. He is snoring so contentedly I hate to do it...