Tag Archives: Maremma

The Many Faces of Sabine

Sabine is definitely my most playful, light-hearted dog. She is always happy, always glad to see you.

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She still looks like a puppy!

Furry Friday

The lambs we’ve been bottle feeding are (FINALLY!) becoming less and less interested in finishing their bottles, which make Cini a very happy dog.

Cini at Juniper Moon Farm

Cini at Juniper Moon Farm

Cini at Juniper Moon Farm

Cini at Juniper Moon Farm

Cini at Juniper Moon Farm

Cini seems to prefer this direct method of obtaining milk replacer even better than his usual one– lick the lambs faces as the drink their bottles.

Last Week in Pictures

Last week got to spend three blessed days at the farm with the animals and I tell you it was a tonic for my soul! This summer has been so darned rush-around busy that I have gotten used to waking up not knowing what city I’m in.  Only one more major trip on the horizon and then I’ll be able to get my behind back to Virginia and my flock.

This is going to be a bit of a photo dump, cause I’m running out the door for a meeting. Sorry about that!

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Homesick in Pictures

I just realized that I have been away from my flock for more than two weeks. My life had been such a blur of activity– moving from one farm to another, my birthday, driving to Texas, meetings, doctors appointments, pneumonia, more doctors appointments– that I only just now realized how powerfully homesick I am.

I thought that looking at pictures would make me feel better last night, but honestly? It just made me want to jump on the next flight home.

LyraMiss Lyra

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RoquefortRoquefort the Pest

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I will be heading back to Virginia in a few weeks, but the whole summer is jam-packed with travel and obligations, so I won’t be there long. I’ve got a photo shoot in Boston in June and then I leave almost immediately for Scotland. Then back to to Texas for more meetings and medical stuff, and then to the Pacific Northwest, where I will be throwing out the first baseball at the Seattle Mariner’s Stitch ‘n Pitch. (I still hope to get some practice, you know, touching a baseball between now and then.)

It is so nice having the opportunity to travel, to meet new people and try new thing. The only thing that’s better is coming home again.

Sweet Gnocchi

So much has happened in the past year that it seems impossible it was only 8 months ago that Lucy surprised us with an unexpected litter of puppies. From almost the moment the pups opened their eyes and began to have personalities, I was completely smitten with the runt of the litter. I named him Gnocchi because he was so tiny, and because his father was named Fettucini. I figured this little pup would need to draw on his mighty lineage if he was going to be a livestock guardian dog.

Fearing Gnocchi wasn’t getting enough to eat (what with all those bigger brothers fighting for a chance to nurse from their mama) I took to giving Gnocchi supplemental bottles each day, and weighing him to make sure he was gaining weight. (FYI, that bowl is not big. It would hold maybe two apples.)

This picture is from the first day we took the pups out of the barn and introduced then to the world.

As you can see from this picture, Gnocchi was just built of a different scale than his brothers. So many people told me I was doing the wrong thing in selecting him to be the one puppy we kept at the farm, that I was allowing myself to be blinded by sentimentality. But I sensed something of his father in Gnocchi, and the decision to keep him wasn’t so much a decision as a forgone conclusion.

I am happy to report that that Gnocchi is turning into a first-class guard dog, just like his father.

I know what you are wondering. Is Gnocchi still small for his age? The answer is no. Gnocchi is nearly the size of Sabine and a fair bit bigger than Lucy, his mama. He isn’t Cini-sized yet, but then, Cini is very large for a Maremma.

He is also a sweetheart, rivaling Sabine for the Nicest Dog in the World title.

So far, Gnocchi is the gentlest of my Maremmas and hasn’t exhibited any of the troubling behavior that you usually see in dogs in their “teen” years. (Knock wood.)

He is a very watchful, thoughtful dog. Happy to see you but never over-the-top, crazy excited.

Watching Gnocchi reminds me of watching a politician work the crowd. Gnocchi is the mayor of Juniper Moon Farm.

Have you ever seen such a handsome dog? I am incredibly proud of him.

 

Today in Dogs

Lucy Goosey doing what she does best; ignoring me.

Gnocchi and Sabine

In addition to being half siblings, these two are best friends.

Cini is far too busy making sure no one steals this enormous bale of hay to clown around.

Gnocchi, on the job.

Still no internet at the farm. I am going absolutely bananas without it Thank God for the public library!

P.S. Check out Amy’s blog post for more behind-the-scences pics from the photo shoot.

Gnocchi’s Day Out

For the past few days, Gnocchi’s been spending all his time out in the pasture under the direction of Cini, Sabine, and Lucy.

He’s remarkably calm for a puppy, and really seems to understand that he has a job to do. He works like an adult dog does, walking around the pasture to secure the borders. Once he’s satisfied, he’ll go up to the run-in to lie down with the flock.

He’s getting along well with the dairy goats (although Sam seems a little suspicious of him).

However, he’s not above the occasional silliness– I’ve seen the goats chowing down on a big mouthful of hay, so why shouldn’t I try it?

 He’s also been trying pretty hard to get his older sister, Sabine, to play with him, but she insists that she’s too dignified.

It’s going to be so much fun for us to watch him grow up!

 

This Morning in Pictures

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Callum, always with that look.

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Sam and Bertie, best friends forever.

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Camembert, who’ll be our dairy buck this fall.

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One of the pups, sleeping right in front of the barn fan.

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His brother’s dreaming.

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Look at how grown-up Gnocchi is!

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Ewes and lambs in the front pasture.

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Sweet Monroe and Madison

Yesterday Evening in Faces

Sweet Sabine

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Happy Lucy

Callum, giving me the look.

This Morning in Pictures

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Not-So-Little Indigo

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Emma wanted to get personal, as usual

It is almost time to harvest our corn. The variety is called– what else?– Golden Bantam.

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and Cordelia. I think they might be this year’s prettiest lambs.

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Perseus, in the foreground, and Boöetes, in the background. The fact that Perseus is about three shades lighter than Boöetes isn’t a trick of the light– it’s that his genes are half Cormo.

Little Gnocchi

Part of their training involves acclimatization. This pup could not care less about the goats he’s sharing the paddock with. That’s a good thing.

Lucy swings by for a visit.

Luna, our Great White Hope, is still doing fine.

Monroe

I tried all day to get a not-totally saturated photo of the July sock club yarn. It was first dyed yellow, then overdyed red, so the yarn appears to be glowing from within. It’s luminous and beautiful, and I think our lucky sock-clubbers will like it!