Ever had the feeling you were being watched?

I was drving back from a little hamlet town called Newcastleton in the Borders where I had been to work for the day.
It was a lovely drive among the hills but this would be treacherous to get in the winter as it is a single track very windy road with plenty of stray animals. Once I had had my car vibrated until the bolts loosened due to the number of cattle grids I drove over (slowly I hasten to add) I stopped to take a few pics.

Then I felt them - four glassy eyes staring at me.

The lamb I thought looked like a piglet with a fur coat!