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Thursday, August 15, 2013

Fanny and her Prince




First thing this morning saw the second royal birth of the year.  Princess Fanny Ann, her who only eats out of her own personalized bucket away from the rest of the riff raff, gave birth to her little Prince, Prince Khan. Another Columbus boy.  This is the second female who gave birth exactly on the due date although I have to admit she has been having  us on for the last fortnight - but that's Fanny for you. 

We have quite a little gang now so thought I would take a few pictures.
Kushti, turning into quite a stunning little suri.
Kane, our little Daniel boy, Jury is still out as to whether he is Bay Black or Brown, he will probably change when he gets to 6 years old , like his Dad.
Beautiful Kylie, spot the spots !
and my favourite this year - Keiser, our Soloman boy.  On further inspection he has turned out to be mid Brown very surprising considering his mother is white and Soloman is mid fawn.
 
Kirikou, Kushti and Keiser
One more female left on the maternity wing,  due in September, bit short on girls this year so fingers crossed we finish the year off with a female.
 
 
 

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Party night in Lorient


Saturday saw us once again taking a night off to head off to Lorient for the music festival.  Although the festival doesn't really kick off until it gets dark you have to go early as parking is murder.  Thankfully there aren't  that many restrictions so basically if you can find a space your car will fit in, just put it there.  Its amazing how they park tail to bumper, how  they get out I don't know.  And I bet you've never seen people park on roundabouts before !

There is little in the way of historical monuments in Lorient as the city was flattened by the allies when they dropped 4000 tons of bombs during the war to prevent supplies from reaching German submarines based there.  But  between the first Saturday and second Sunday in August Lorient comes alive and plays host to the Interceltique Music Festival with representatives from many other Celtic countries.

It's difficult to get over the magnitude of this festival with a few pictures.  There are around 4500 artists and musicians who entertain around 300,000 visitors each year.  Young and old there is something for everyone, from the traditional Breton music and dancing, to heavy rock .

 

And food .......you name it  they've got it.   The large food hall  looks like a refugee feeding centre, with  long trestle tables  full of people eating everything from Fish and chips, moules, Indian, chinese, crepes, jacket potatoes and cornish pasties.  Just outside the hall there was also the biggest BBQ that Steve and I had ever seen.

 
By twelve thirty we felt we'd spent, ate and walked as much as we were able and headed back to the car, pushing our way through groups of teenagers just arriving and preparing to do some heavy partying.  No doubt our son was somewhere within  the huge mass of people.

 

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Kylie - she should be so spotty ;;;


Yesterday the cria we have been patiently waiting for arrived.  Two years go we bought a lovely fawn female called Tia who was sired by Popham camouflage, an appaloosa, and although we knew there was only a slight chance that she herself would produce an appaloosa, well, one can but hope.  When I first saw the dark fawn head and feet sticking out ,  I thought, oh well never mind, maybe next time, Tia took quite a while to deliver the rest, as a leg was twisted and I had to manipulate it free.  A little girl, great, and a lovely deep dark fawn. She had loads of energy and was soon up and running around the field ..... drying out !

 
As she started drying out I could see patches of a darker colour.  At first I thought it was my imagination but by the time Steve arrived home, it was obvious she had some spots and not just that she had a whiplash across her back.
Here she is, meet Kylie.
 

 
I have been looking on the net and I see there are all sorts of spotted patterns and colours that fall under the appaloosa umbrella.  So I really don't know. I have to say that if she is an appaloosa I feel somewhat cheated.  Lovely as she is, I sort of expected something like this ......
or this .......
but instead we got this .....
Is she an appaloosa - I've no idea ! but she is still cute
 

 

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Moules and Frites Lignol


We are often asked why we came to france and what are the positiives and negatives and I can tell you there are many.  For those that are thinking that the grass is greener on the other side,  beware it is just different grass.
However, this time of year reminds us of the real benefits, as one thing we love is the summer fetes and festivals, they are numerous and really is it what summer is all about here is Brittany.

This weekend we took an evening off from watching the maternity ward and headed off to the annual Moules and Frites Festival at Lignol, (mussels and chips) held every year  on the first Saturday of August.   Moules and Frites in Brittany are a bit like Fish and Chips in England , you can get them anywhere and at anytime. They are delicious and are certainly one of the things I would miss if I ever left France.

Although, throughout the day there are various activities and the occasional game of boules, the main event is in the evening where  the entire village get  together with anyone else that happens to arrive, and enjoys a total of 250 kilos of moules (sorry mussels !)  cooked in a delicious bacon, leek and cream sauce, accompanied by - yes you've guessed it - chips !  It never fails to amaze me how well organized these do's are, given the scale of them.  Everybody just mucks in, young and old a like, it is really what community spirit is all about.
 

As well as the meal there is always entertainment,  a local band performing a melody of English classics, great for us expats to sing along to, but to the french its just music to perform their Breton stomp to,  this involves the  whole village shuffling around in a circle, with their arms swaying up and down;  It doesn't really matter what's playing, they do the same dance.  It is really funny when performed to  Meat Loafs,  Bat Out of Hell !.
As I look around I see why so many expats enjoy these evenings,
firstly.....
Do you think Health and Safety would be OK with  two deep fat fryers in a public place with children ?
Secondly ....
Ditto ..... but do you not think it would be better with two hunky fireman stood either side with hoses at the ready ?
Lastly ....
Do you think these people have hygene certificates ? !!!**

Three girls still left in the maternity ward, I wish they would get on with it.  Its the Intercultique Music Festival in lorient next week and Puppy needs a day on the beach.
 
 




Saturday, July 27, 2013

Abracadabra - Bella pulls another one out of the hat !


We were pretty sure this year that with all the time we were spending out there in the field, Bella would not be able to produce her six cria unannounced,  but we were wrong !  two weeks early, during a 20 minute departure from the field while Steve collected the first load of this years hay and I was over the other side of the farm, she managed not just to give birth, but get it up,  dressed and fed, and then  delivered the after birth  as well.  We didn't even know she was in labour !

Remember this ..........


and then this ........


Well  we have been waiting all year to see the result and here it is  Popham Ambersun Soloman's first cria !
 
A beautiful dark fawn boy with a pedigree that includes names like Highlander, Benleigh Cosmos, Auzengate, Jolimont Conquistador, Jolimont Warrior and Accoyo Osobali,  - no pressure lad  !!
Although now nearly nine years old, Bella is most definately our very best female.  They say that everything is for sale in the field at a price,  Popham Bella is one we would not part with, definately one of the senior partners better buys.

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Cute and tender moments


Right on time, the second suri of the year arrived on Sunday.  Finesse, who was due on the 21st July, delivered her cria first thing sunday morning as planned, if only they were all so reliable.  Another Moonsbrook Cosmos boy called Kirikou.  The name was chosen by one of our gite guests, a Parisian family, originally from Syria, who have booked  for the entire 6 week period.  I thought the name was Arabic but in fact, I think it comes from an old African folk tale.




He must have been a bit squashed in the oven as his legs were a bit wonkey and he was having trouble working them. So he spent the first day with them bandaged up which seemed to help him with stability.
 
Bandages off today , he has been running with the herd and making new friends.

There have been  many moments when I have spotted something in the field and wished I'd had a  camera with me.  Today was one of those moments when I did.  Busy taking cute pictures of Kirikou I noticed Bali and her cria from last year, Janine, sitting in the dust pit trying to keep cool.  The flys have been out in force the last couple of days and driving them all mad buzzing around their heads.  It took me a little while to work out what she was doing, but then I realised.  Ever minute or so she rubbed her head across Janine's neck and head, chasing the flys off.
 

 

Although long sinced weaned,  with Bali ,once a daughter always a daughter .


Thursday, July 11, 2013

polioencephalomalacia and the chicks


Now I look at the blog, I realize it 's been ages since I blogged and when I think about it, a lot has happened over the last few weeks.  Shearing thankfully passed without a hitch, as the weather kept fine and once again they  now all look clean and fresh wearing their corduroy coats.  There are always a few surprises when the fleece comes off, normally it's those pesky mite that have managed to find themselves a nice armpit or crease of skin  to breed in.  However, this year although the Ivomec  was on hand, they were not in evidence.  This year the big surprise, when turning over a young female was pink fibre !  yes Quelvehin are now breeding saris  pink.  On further investigation the colour didn't follow through to the skin (oh what a surprise!),  so we can assume at some time or other she must have sat in something . Pascal, our french shearer, just had to take a photo, and cut off a memento of the occasion, Doubt he will shear another pink for a while.

 
The herd has grown by two since last I blogged .  Little Kane our Popham Daniel, Bay black boy was born 3 weeks ago and is doing well.  His mother was our first  fawn Atlas girl out of a  solid white, so between him and Daniel we have managed to go from white to black in two générations.
Then our first suri of the year, Kushti, a lovely little fawn boy sired by Moonsbrook Cosmo.   Puppy found him all alone at the bottom of the field, here he is under the watchful  eye of his mother, she's second on the left over the other side of the field in the far distance !! 
 
Mum Emma needed a short,  sharp lesson in motherhood.  An hour later all was well and he is now doing fine.

Our chicken population has also risen slightly.  There are now about 40 chickens,  all at various stages of development and Steve has had to build another hen house.  They wander freely around the farm, in and out of the flower beds and over the fields - what a life !  if only they knew their fate.  Two have already been put aside for our  french friend Bernard, who , although now retired, once cooked for  the rich and famous in his restaurant on the Champs Elyées . He has invited us to dinner to sample one of his haut cuisine recipes - chicken of course !

All these new arrivals has meant we have spent an awful lot of time around the farm clearing up after one animal or another.  This time of year,  Steve and I , religiously pick up poo in the fields once or twice a day.  All this time in the field gives you plenty of time to watch the herd.  While  on one of his poo picking shifts, Steve noticed a young female acting a little strange.  It is normally me that notices these slight differences and then has to justify my concerns, so when he said something was definitely not right ,  I didn't doubt it and  we got her in for a good look straight away.  Further investigations did little to enlighten us , everything seemed fine other than the fact she stumbled around, bumping in to fences and other members of the herd and tripping over food troughs.  Over the next hour  her condition worsened , she had stopped ruminating and was having difficulty holding her head up. we felt it was time to call the vet.  After a thorough  examination,  the vet  concluded that she may have eaten something, perhaps the bracken fern  that grew around the edge of the field or foxglove, although with plenty of other more palatable options she wasn't totally convinced and neither were we.  By ten at night her condition was no better and Steve took to the internet to do some research.
 

 

 
Working his way through the American forums he came across Polioencephalomalacia  /Thiamine deficiency. Thiamine is a B vitamin (B1). It is water soluble and must be manufactured constantly in an alpacas second stomach as it has a very short life span of around 10 minutes.  Symptoms of low thiamine,  polioencephalomalacia (PEM), are largely neurological as the brain needs an adequate supply in order to function properly.  Alpacas can deplete their body's supply of thiamine much more rapidly than cattle, sheep or goats and PEM symptoms can bring about the death of an alpaca much more quickly than in other animals. Symptoms of low deficiency are said to be decreased appetite, failure to remain with the herd,  staggering or unsteady gait,  elevated head or stargazing, head or ear twitching, excessive salivation or drooling.  The acute stage of PEM is characterized by blindness, grinding of teeth, spasms and seizures, laying down  and failure to rise.  Untreated these symptoms lead to coma and death.
 
 

 
First thing the next morning a quick call to the vet told us that she as well had burnt the midnight  oil and come up with the same prognosis, she was on her way over with two bottles of Vitamin B compound. We started a course of 6 hourly injections of 5 mls Vit B1.  After the third injection we started to see a slight improvement in her condition and 48 hours later, she was back to normal.  We are thankful we acted  in good time and she was able  to make a full recovery.

Causes  that bring about Thiamine deficiency include sudden feed change , an imbalance in the gut flora, imbalances in the rumen caused by antibiotics and wormers,  too much grain or pellets.  Coccidiosis, as cocci rely on thiamine to reproduce.  Other causes include change in the weather, forage,  stress, drinking well or untreated water and eating bracken fern, which breaks down thiamine.

On closer inspection of the field , it was obvious they had all been eating the bracken fern which poked through the fence with the brambles that they loved.

 
So, on what was probably the hottest day yet this year, with temperatures reaching 30° at one point, we pulled up and cut back any bracken that dared to creep into the fields.  Although we can't say that the bracken was  the culprit, after all they had all eaten it, it may have been a contributory factor and  we were taking no chances.
 
 

 

This experience has taught us several things

1, always have a bottle of vit B1 in the cupboard, even if PEM is not present, it will do no harm giving it if suspected
2, Act quickly, time is of the essence.
3, Never under estimate the true benefits of picking up poo.
4,  What a wonderful thing the internet really is.  At this point I would like to thank Bag End Suri Alpacas of Maine, LLC for their wonderful blog  date September 2011,  http://www.bagendsuris.com/?page_id=735