Meet Jack

Hello All
Look what we found on Bon Coin (a buy and sell site in France for those living overseas) looking for an active new home on a farm. He is very pretty and was originally called Django by his former parents who decided that they needed to re-home him. After much battling with communication in the first few days to persuade him to become a bilingual dog, we decided that he could not understand us when we said his name probably due to our lackof french accent, so it was decided that Jack would be a better name. He has settled in to his new schedule, and in fact ran around like a lunatic for the first week so much so that he got sore feet and was forced to have a day of rest. He had a slight disciplnary moment with Tom our oldest dog yesterday and weirdly Jack seems to be much better for it, now he has officially been told he is at the bottom of the pack. With any luck he will take an interest in herding sheep and fill a gap that we have in our age line for our working dogs. He is only 18 months old and luckily for us the french couple re-homing him recognised that it was now or never if he was going to be retrained.

To the left is how we persuade the reluctant mother/child bond in the first few hours of birth. The number 2s (oh that sounds a bit weird) are doing well. Numbers 1 below are also doing well. There are a few more lambs now but it appears I have no photos that would be because.....

.....I have been slaving away ensuring the continued production of sausages for the starving masses in our little butchery. 

Before...









After..... I know it doesn't look very impressive but this was only Tuesday. There were some technical hitches with paint and damp and everything took longer to dry out than anticipated. But fear not there are only no up to date photos because I have been too busy making sausages to make photos.

Or was I actually too busy prepping for Burns Night... No need to form an orderly queue Haggis will not become part of our main production. Here is our haggis for 16. Why does it look like an alien life form? (sorry Helen I am not referring to you of course, my glamorous partner in crime) Because we used a caul rather than a stomach lining to wrap it in. Much tastier I promise.
See you all soonest
Helen