Lambs, eggs and daffodils

Spring is undoubtedly here. Not only are the Daffs out the chicks have started laying (more on them in another post) but Sean opened the curtain this morning a said "oh, theres a lamb by the water trough". OMG! There really was a lamb by the water trough.

The poor thing was wet through and hadn't been cleaned off (because it was raining - has been for two days now), it was unsettled and trying to get out of the rain as it bleated pathetically. Its mother, Lilly, stood a few metres away and just wasn't interested. So the poor wee thing and Lilly were brought into the makeshift stable (the woodshed) and cleaned up a bit. Lilly has rejected the poor wee thing so we are now bottle feeding it. Jenn managed to milk Lilly for its first very important feed. That was fun. She thinks that a future in sheeps milk is not the way to go and is cured of that idea.

So everybody say hello to Lucky (age about 5 hours) - she will be if she makes it through.