from sheep to art

Who We Are

We started out just wanting a quiet, peaceful little farm in the mountains. First came a rescue dog. And a cat. Then another. And another. Then chickens. Two more dogs and cats later came some sheep... Then goats. Then more goats. Ducks, guineas, rabbits, more goats, cats, dogs, and finally, a flock of Gotland sheep, rounded out the scene. "Quiet and Peaceful" were gone, but in their place was a whole bunch of fun and love. Since fiber has always been a passion, that passion was now able to fluorish into a full-fledged obsession.

All of our animals are beloved pets, above all else. We raise them as naturally as possible, with an emphasis on cleanliness; fresh air and sunshine, with room to roam and play; a natural, healthy, varied diet; and lots of love and attention.

In exchange, they generously supply us with lovely milk, fiber, or eggs as the case may be, for our family's needs, plus enough for luxury soaps and wool to share.

The Tale of a Miracle Rescue



This was a little buckling with a fantastic dairy pedigree. But something went terribly awry during the pregnancy or in infancy, and the breeder (a very reputible one--things happen sometimes) wanted to give us our money back and planned to cull him. But, we'd already met the little guy and had to give him a chance. 

He was critically anemic, riddled with parasites because he had no resistance, and front legs so bowed that the vet said he would probably have to be put down, as he would not be able to support his own weight as he grew. 

We first tried splints, which did not work at all and made him miserable.

Not willing to give up, and due to our vet's willingness to get creative with us, we not only arrested the bowing of his legs, but reversed it. It took lots of drastic vitamins and supplements to stop the progression, but it was the little "orthopedic shoes" we made that enabled us to not only arrest it, but actually reversed the bowing! Today, he is one of our finest herdsires!

Modeling his little pink slippers

We molded putty directly onto the outer side of each hoof in a shape that would force the foot into a straighter position, creating a lift. This gave us a perfect mold to his foot, then removed them to harden, and super glued them back on. This had to be done gradually in stages every couple of days to keep up with changes in his hooves (as well as the ones he'd lose--the pink made them easier to find in the grass)!

A few of the orthopedic shoes he wore. 

The one on the far left was one I tried to decorate with dots, its mate was lost somewhere in the pasture (or maybe he just didn't like the dots). Fashionable? No. Crude? Yes... but they worked!


The photo to the left was taken about two months after "therapy" began. Already a marked improvement.

(He also got a little tubby due to earlier lack of activity, though, he is at this stage running and jumping around, almost like a normal goat)! You can see how happy he is!

Above, after nearly four months of orthopedic slippers, he's a happy boy! (And I'm a happy woman... no more cobbling goat shoes)! With a little ingenunity and perseverance, we were able to save a beautiful buckling with a fabulous dairy pedigree, and today, he is a proud herdsire--one of the best in our herd!