Grace isn’t doing so good. I returned home from school to hear that my dad had made a bottle for her that morning, but she didn’t drink from it at all. And the ewes in the Sucking Station wouldn’t let her suckle either.
I got into my work clothes as soon as I could and headed to the lambing shed. I caught Suckie and put a halter on her, so I could restrain her.
Sometimes, if a lamb gets some milk from the mother, then the mother’s maternal instincts kick in and they accept the lamb. Grace suckled for a full fifteen minutes before she was full. I placed her back in the Sucking Station and let Suckie go again. She walked straight over to the fresh pile of silage in the corner of her pen – closely followed by little Georgia – seemingly unaware of her smaller daughter’s plight.
Georgia leaned in to suckle… and Suckie didn’t move.
At least she’s looking after one.
Georgia is looking wonderful actually, and is almost twice the weight of her sister.
Once again tonight, I caught Suckie and brought Grace to her. This time, I noticed that she hardly drank at all. It was a complete refusal. She wouldn’t drink at all. Things are’t looking good for little Grace…
But one girl who loves her food is Pip. Here she is waiting for her supper:
What a good girl!
Fingers crossed for Grace tonight…