An hour ago another splodge appeared near to the first one. The mother sheep did not lick it clean or roll it over. It didn't move. Half an hour later the farmer strode up the field and gathered it under his arm. The mother sheep did not seem to notice. We leaned over the wall to get his phone number and answer his questions. It is still breathing but its eyes are closed. It's tiny.
Just three hours old, lamb number one is running about behind its mother. Lamb number two is in the warming oven of the farmer's rayburn. You never know, he said.
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You never do, and we often had lambs in our aga and it often worked!
PS. I tagged you. All. xx
Do give us an update, won't you, when you hear any news?
OMG come on lamb2.
Aw lovely Ms Tickle, I am filled with hope ... thanks for the tag :) I shall go look but I am a bit busy playing SET!
Oh trousers, rest assured, there shall be news either way ...
Thanks beanz - I'll tell the farmer you've got your paws crossed.
Sx
It's always the ones that have to go into the warming oven that end up more interesting.
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