It was interesting being back at square one and building again. I was pounding nails and putting up walls. I was on the roof screwing down the metal. It made me realize how far we have come with the house.
There are times that the sheep have been a rough transition. I love them dearly, but I have struggled with how dirty their shelter gets. I like to keep things neat and clean and four sheep in a small shelter 10 – 12 hours each night make a big mess. I must keep reminding myself that they are farm animals. I’ve read that some people only clean out their sheep barn once or twice a year, but I clean mine out daily and it’s still disgusting. I keep reading as much as I can to see if there are any secrets. I’ve been using sawdust for bedding and it seems like it just becomes saturated with all the liquid and it never dries. If anyone knows any secrets, please forward along.
Their initial shelter had space for the lambs on one side and then the hay, grain, shovels, and other various things on the other side. It was divided by about a three-and-a-half-foot wall. We decided to build a new storage shed, move all the supplies in there, and open the entire shelter up for the lambs.
We finally got the shed finished last weekend and it has helped a bit. The filth is still bothering me. I’ve debated not locking them up at night, but I am so afraid something will get them. I think that I am just going to keep experimenting and see if I can find something that works better than what I am currently doing.
Sheep and house aside, it’s been a rough couple of weeks for my family. My grandmother passed away on Sept. 3, after being in a nursing home the past year. She believed the Bible and believed in Jesus, and I know that she is in a better place, but it’s never easy to lose a loved one. It’s hard to see someone suffer like she did at the end. I am sad that she never got to see my house completed. My uncle brought her to my house in July for a visit. She was unable to get out of the car, but I was able to bring one of the lambs over to see her. I’m glad she got to meet Maggie.