The Lambs

We trotted off to see the lambs who were being very vocal. They have three bottles each day and are always ready for the next serving of milky delight. Mrs BR fed one and the girls fed the others.
The names are Lucy (izzy’s Choice) Tank (because he tanks his milk down and he is quite chunky) Tilly chose Rumple-Wrinkle-Skin for the tiny one who is just one week old. He certainly needs to grow into his wrinkle jacket!
After the bottle they skipped around in their warm pen. All the lambs were orphaned as they were the third ones along. Sheep don’t cope easily with three and the weak one often gets pushed out. These three will live their lives here which is good for them. Last years went back to the farmer (who wouldn’t sell them) which was an upsetting event and the children really missed them. None of us have eaten Lamb since as they are clearly intelligent and would wag their tails with excitement and greet you at the gate. They would sit with the children in the garden like little dogs.
Extra ... last years lambs