Emma, her nerves get the best of her. Lucy a bit calmer Well, I guess you can say that obedience class went as expected. There were Labradoodles, Borzoi, mixed breeds and even a little mop like dog. Then there was Emma. Emma the "oh my, don't let my sister get more than 3 feet away from me", Emma the"your choking me with the collar I must lay in the floor gaging", Emma the "I don't want a treat for doing anything", Emma the "spastic" pooch. Yes, our girl didn't win any awards for best behavior. She threw a jerking, barking fit in the floor like a very tired child in Wal-Mart. The trainer was very patient and thank goodness had a sense of humor. Lucy was calm and put up with the theatrics of her sister very well. She even looked back at her while shaking her little pooch head. "Yep, that's my sister, the one who takes two people to get her to go up the ramp." We are going to take this training with a very positive attitude and a firm hand. We will have to separate them to train. They need to get comfortable without being in each others company. I think that may be one of the most difficult things to accomplish. These girls have been together since the womb. It reminds me of having twins and taking them to separate classes on the first day of Kindergarten. Someone has to throw a fit. Class just isn't the same without someone throwing themselves in the floor kicking and screaming. Yep, that's Emma. The kicker and screamer, every class has to have one. As you can tell, there aren't many pictures. We had planned on Ted working with Emma, Alex working with Lucy and I would be the proud photographer. Well, you know what they say about the best well laid plans. At least Emma wasn't alone in her antics. This labradoodle was right there with her. Honestly, we have been working with the girls since the class and we are definitely seeing an improvement. They are staying out of the crate until bedtime and they seem to be improving. They went to be spayed Monday and they are recuperating. This should settle them down a bit. After they feel better we will take them for walks on a leash. I still see roaming free in the pasture off leash in their future. Everyone needs play time. Much love and prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm. Kelly
This is the story of two best friends who lived in seperate towns, managed two seperate homes with all of the bills, taxes, and house payments of each. We thought that it was silly to continue paying such high bills. We decided to look for an old farm where we each could follow our dreams. We looked for a house big enough that would allow each of us to have our seperate space, enough farm land to be able to have sheep, goats, chickens, turkeys and any other animals that caught our fancy. We needed a barn big enough to house animals and hay. Both of us love the seasons in New England and wanted to remain in the northeast. Both of us were ICU nurses and are under no delusion that we can pay our bills with farming alone. We needed to be located near a large hospital for employment. We work full time as nurses and full time as farmers. That was a lot of needs/wants to guide our search. We combed through magazines, for sale guides, and the internet. We found a place northwest of Bangor Maine that fit these needs. It was a fixer upper in the mildest of terms. This is our story, how we arrived, refinished a 160 year old farm house and are making our dreams come true. We hit bumps in the road at every turn and try to keep a positive attitude. After three years we have come to a change that can't be overlooked. After much thought Alex has decided to pursue her dream elsewhere. Now the farm rests with Ted and I. We will work together to make our dream an actuality. Please follow along with us and welcome to Mainely Ewes Farm.