•T he I FP • H al to n H ill s •T hu rs d ay , A p ril 2 5, 2 01 3 8 With the exception of personal information, all comments will become part of the public record of the study. The study is being conducted according to the requirements of the Municipal Class Environmental Assessment, which is a planning process approved under Ontario's Environmental Assessment Act. Environmental Assessment Study NOTICE OF PUBLIC INFORMATION CENTRE #1 MISSISSAUGA ROAD, OLD MAIN STREET, BUSH STREET, WINSTON CHURCHILL BOULEVARD AND OLDE BASE LINE ROAD The Project The Region of Peel is undertaking a Schedule 'C' Municipal Class Environmental Assessment (EA) to develop a road design that addresses safety and pavement condition deficiencies on Mississauga Road, Old Main Street, Bush Street, Winston Churchill Boulevard and Olde Base Line Road. The approximate limits of the project area are illustrated on the map. The EA will review and recommend solutions to address: needs of all road users and maintains the rural character of the community. The Process The Class EA process includes: the improvements Public Information Centre Date: Thursday, May 9, 2013 Time: Open House begins at 6:30 p.m. Presentation and Discussion 7:00 p.m. - 9:00 p.m. Location: Belfountain Public School, 17247 Shaws Creek Road, Caledon Comments and Information for updates Gino Dela Cruz Project Manager, Region of Peel Asha Saddi Technical Analyst, Region of Peel Tyrone Gan 100 York Boulevard, Suite 300 The Region of Peel is committed to ensure that all Regional services, programs and facilities are inclusive and The twitch will go in time When one lives on a farm, there are certain events that repeat each year. In early February, we have lambs born. Throughout Febru- ary, March and early April, their moms feed those lambs, and treat them with tender loving care. And in mid-April, we wean them from their mothers, a time when the barn is suddenly fi lled with sounds like there is a major slaughter taking place. It lasts two or three days. It's somewhat humorous how things progress. Weeks before they are actually weaned, the lambs hardly nurse their mothers. They're producing very little milk by then, so the lambs are going through the actions of nursing, rather than getting much milk. In addition, the lambs have ac- cess to a 'creep' pen, a pen that has a tiny little Alice in Wonderland- type door only the lambs can fi t through. The purpose of the creep pen is to feed supplements to the lambs without their moms swip- ing it from them. The lambs happily come and go in and out of the creep pen, al- most taunting their moms, since they can't pass through. However, the door has a trick to it. When it's time to wean the lambs, I unhook a rope, and the slide door drops shut, locking out all the lambs on the other side from their moms. The moment that door closes, there is utter cha- os on the lamb side, and serene re- laxation on their moms' side. From there we move the lambs into a larger common pen, where they can be fed more grain, to help them grow big and strong. For the next 24 to 48 hours, all hell breaks lose in the barn, while they make that transition. Watching the moms is some- what comical. They suddenly lay down, stretch out and relax, so content those annoying little ani- mals that have been nursing non- stop for the past two months, are now out of their hair, er, fl eece. We weaned this year's crop of lambs last weekend. Suffi ce to say, it's a time that I don't stay in the barn more than I really need to. And I'm lucky about that. However, one member of the family isn't quite so lucky. Hamish the dog spends a lot of time in the barn with the sheep. He's there all day, and joins The Sidekick and I for supper and the evening in the house, then he re- turns to the barn for the night. In the morning, when I do chores, he goes outside for a run, then back to the barn. Last Monday morning, after the lambs were weaned, I opened the door to be greeted by a very tired Hamish. "Hey man, those damn lambs have kept me awake all night," he barked. "They're constantly bawling their heads off! Geez, a dog can't get a decent nap in this barn!!" I could see he was upset. I tried to console him-- even scratched behind his ears. He went with me to the hen house to feed Jack the Rooster-- he actually regained his light gait before we returned to the barn. The moment I opened the door, the chorus of bawlers started up all over again. He looked at me, one eye starting to twitch a bit. "You're not gonna make me stay in there again today, are you?" he asked, ears fl at against his head and his tail between his legs. "I'll do anything, I'll even stay with Jack in the hen house. Just don't make me put up with them again! I can't take it anymore!!!" Did I mention Hamish can be a bit of a drama pup? By the time you read this, all the lambs will have settled down-- all is quiet in the barn. And Hamish? Well, he's doin' fi ne. The dog counsellor says he's made great progress, and the nightmares have stopped. And the vet fi rmly believes that twitch in his eye will go away in time. Ted Brown