Thursday, January 21, 2010

Sounds from the Barn

The swinging of a gate, the creaking of a floor board, the wind whistling through a slit in the wall, the rain of the roof.......sounds of the barn. I have had farm animals for over 9 years now and in the course of those 9 years, the sounds of the barn have become a part of me, part of my soul, part of my heart. I can sit on my back porch listening to the animals and know just by sound who is who. I can be walking up to the barn in the morning before the lights are on and know who is calling my name just by their baas or nays. Oh, sometimes they can get a tad too loud and mouthy but I am sure they say the same about me. I love listening to them, its a comfort, a security, a sense of harmony on the little farm.
This morning I lost a piece of that sound. Harry, my first Shetland wether, passed away in the early hours of the morning. Harry had a very distinguished baa, very loud, very deep. He was the first sheep sound on my little farm. As like most wethers, he was pathetically friendly and loved a good chest rub. Of all my wethers however, I could not put weight on Harry. He was always thin, regardless of how many times I wormed him or how much I fed him. Three years ago he started to roo his fleece in October and by December he looked like he just got sheared. This was the third year of this problem. I kept a fleece coat on him to try and keep him warm but this winter just seemed harder for him to handle.
I did not hear his call tonight when I was starting chores and I will miss it in the days to come. Even amongst all the sheep and goats that call out to me when I go to the barn, there is one less that I will hear.

My animals are a blessing and for that I am truly grateful.


18 comments:

Amy said...

Very touching Kristi! So sorry to hear about your wether, Harry. They really are blessings. Amy at Wheely Wooly Farm

Michelle said...

How sad to lose the first. I'm so sorry.

Deb said...

A beautiful post Kristi - I'm sorry about Harry.

IsobelleGoLightly said...

I'm so sorry that you have lost Harry. What a special friend.

Kara said...

I am so sorry Kristi. Hugs.

Barb said...

Kristi,
My heart is heavy about your loss of Harry. No matter how many lovely critters we have in our lives to lose just one is always heartbreaking. My thoughts are with you....bask in your wonderful memories of him.

Tammy said...

So sorry Kristi,
It's always hard to lose one of the fold. I'm like you in that every baa is recognizable. I can almost 'feel' it if someone hasn't come to the feeders. When one is missing I always have a sense of dread. I'm sure Harry was as blessed to live in your care as you were to have him.
Take care,
Tammy

Sharrie said...

My thoughts are with you in your loss.

Donna said...

So sorry for the loss of Harry, Kristi....you are so right, though, about knowing all the sounds of each animal and the surroundings of the barn. It IS a part of us...we who are blessed to be a part of this animal realm. Thank you for the magic in your words.

Heather said...

So Sorry about your loss.

Christine said...

I'm sorry you lost Harry, but I am glad you were able to have him in your life, even for a little while.

HisTek said...

I'm sorry for your loss. It's hard to lose the first one. For that matter, it's hard to lose ANY of them. You wrote a very nice tribute.
Jackie
sheepmom.com
Forest mountain sheep

Nancy K. said...

I am so sorry that you lost your little friend, Kristi. He was lucky to have you for his "Mom".

kristi said...

It truly warms my heart to turn on my computer after work and to see all of you who took the time to stop by, read, and leave a little comment. A thank you and a hug to all of you and your kindness. May everyones barns be filled with the sounds of love:)

Mary Ann said...

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Foothills Poultry said...

Sorry to hear that you lost a member of the farm family.

~~Matt~~

Shula said...

Sorry to hear about Harry. It's so hard to lose an animal as they're part of the family really. Sorry Kristi.

Claire said...

So sad to hear it. He had a wonderful life with you, and it is good that you will carry on memories of him. Somehow though, it's harder to lose the really friendly ones. Wishing you well.