Around The Farm


House Frog?

Here at Braefiddich we have a weakness for pets!  We have dogs, cats, finches, goldfish in the stock tanks.....  But a few years ago we had an unusual pet move into the house.  A tree frog took up residence in the paper towel roll in the kitchen!  He was a delightful little guy.  Caught flies, minded his business.  The paper towel roll acted as an amplifier and it was amazing how loud his singing was!  It didn't take long for him to tame down and start "visiting" while I was doing dishes or cooking.  He would sit on the sink or table and just watch things.  We were afraid the cats would kill him, but they evidently had an agreement of sorts.  We had him for two years before he died.  He really left a space in the house!  We miss seeing him and hearing him sing.




Have you ever had a visitor come totally by surprise and then just STAY? 

In 2014, we had a wild tom turkey move into our barnlot.  He was beautiful!  He was big, had a long beard and was obviously a more "senior"bird.  For some reason, Tom decided to court our guinea fowl (one was a male!).  The guineas decided he was their best friend and followed him everywhere.  That tom became so tame I could walk within 8 feet of him.  Visitors couldn't believe it!  Then a young tom joined the flock.  It took a little while for the older tom to stop chasing him.  Come fall they moved on......and took the guinea hen with him!








    Big Old Boy was Braefiddich's

    foundation buck.  He was one

    of the truly great ones -

    conformation, disposition and he

    passed it on to his offspring.  Sire

    of multiple Grand and Reserve

    Champions and more ribbon

    winners than can be counted.


    In 2014 he was named 64th of the

top 100 bucks for number of registered progeny by the ABGA.


 He was purchased by Sherman and Mary Sherwood from the Gallup farm in Canada as a young buck.  When Mary was asked "What do you want to name him?", all she could say was "He's just such a big old boy".  Hence the name!  The Sherwoods used him extensively, mainly on percentages and Nubians.  They were also very generous, offering his services to others, improving many herds as a result.


When Mary decided to sell Big Old Boy, I jumped on the opportunity.  For many years he was main sire at both Braefiddich and Turtlerock Ranch.  He gave us many excellent does, both producers and show.  We also bred a number of outside does to him.


Big Old Boy died at Braefiddich at a ripe old age of a stroke.  We missed him then and still miss him now.