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I am Cecilia. A New Zealander who farms in Illinois.

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  • Sorry about the Bare Bottoms.

    I got my wish yesterday and we had a lovely calm simple light filled day. Mary’s Cat and Minty shared a moment.  Mary’s cat is desperate to make friends. Though most of you will  remember the pictures on this page, when Mary’s Cat first came as a tiny stray kitten.  Minty is  such a precious…

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  • Slumber party piggies

    When I went to check the piggies in the morning yesterday they were nowhere to be found. Then I heard a grunt and a head popped up from below the straw.  I have been saving old hay and straw for months now for their bedding and it had ended up ridiculously deep,  about four foot…

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  • Minty and the bloat

    Bloat is a terrible killer of bottle fed lambs. And before I go any further Minty did pull through so do not panic. You know if something does go seriously wrong like that I will tell you in plain language.  But I was horrified… …  when I came back from the Old Codgers, to find her…

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  • Back to work – Piglets are coming tonight!

    It is funny how when we are focused on a big event,  like the birth of the lambs, this event becomes very clear in your head and everything else goes really fuzzy. Now all of a sudden it is Friday morning. Two piglets are being delivered this evening. We are raising these two with a…

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  • Indulge yourself! One day old Lamb Triplets.

    Mama and her three lambs are doing well now. Though we had a fright in the afternoon yesterday when Mama started limping badly. Then would not get up to feed. You will remember that she has a chronic problem with inflammation in one of her hooves.  Being down meant that she was not feeding her…

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  • New Lambs: Meet Minty, Meadow and The Murphy

    I posted your page yesterday morning then pulled a sweatshirt over my nightie with yoga pants underneath, dragged on my gumboots and popped out to check Mama again before beginning the mornings work.   I walked into bedlam. There were four lambs born. Two flat out on the straw and not moving and two struggling…

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