Dudley's gang, over on the Aysgarth road, have the use of an old hay rack that was constructed years ago. It is essentially made from 2 old single bedsteads, you know the ones that were wired in a metal frame, long before pocket springs and divans were even invented..... someone has welded cross bars and uprights to hold it together so it stands up without unbalancing and falling over..... recycling for practicality and cost decades ago when necessity was the mother of invention and the word wasn't so trendy.
Sunshine, our late lamb from last summer is part of Dudley's gang this winter, he is perfectly accepted, but is rather low in the pecking order so is sometimes persuaded to move along with a look or the promise of a but! At the hay rack there is room for all 12 sheep to feed around it, but Sunshine has worked out a way of avoiding his discipline!!
I had wondered why I kept finding poo in the middle of the rack when all the hay had been eaten, and yesterday found the answer...... Sunshine can fit in the inverted triangle at the end of the rack and instead of being shoved from pillar to post now makes his way into one, and climbs up over the hay I have packed into it... he stands on top like a "king of the castle" and munches his way though as much hay as he wants... when he has had his fill he simply just jumps down and there isn't a thing anyone can do about it...... Clever boy!
Sunshine, our late lamb from last summer is part of Dudley's gang this winter, he is perfectly accepted, but is rather low in the pecking order so is sometimes persuaded to move along with a look or the promise of a but! At the hay rack there is room for all 12 sheep to feed around it, but Sunshine has worked out a way of avoiding his discipline!!
I had wondered why I kept finding poo in the middle of the rack when all the hay had been eaten, and yesterday found the answer...... Sunshine can fit in the inverted triangle at the end of the rack and instead of being shoved from pillar to post now makes his way into one, and climbs up over the hay I have packed into it... he stands on top like a "king of the castle" and munches his way though as much hay as he wants... when he has had his fill he simply just jumps down and there isn't a thing anyone can do about it...... Clever boy!
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