After lambing kicked off Tuesday with a kitchen lamb, I was thrilled to look down through the woods on Friday and see a lovely Tunis cross ewe nursing a little red lamb. The lamb was up, partially cleaned off and had a full belly. That made me happy!
Because of which pasture this sheep lives in, I had to move another pasture-full of sheep, move two dogs and open a fair number of gates before I could get her and her lamb into the stable. The entire trip out of the woods was a long one as I did it holding the lamb at mama's nose level while slowly walking up the hill and hoping she would follow. She would bawl, the lamb would answer and she would come a few more steps. Then she would change her mind and trot back down the hill acting as if she was searching for her lamb. I had to turn around, carry the lamb down the hill and start again. I was quite relieved when I finally was able to shut them in a stall and go for fresh hay and water.
Saturday afternoon I noticed that Regina, our oldest Anatolian Shepherd, was half way down the pasture with a sheep. I knew something was up.
So by the end of Saturday we had a little ram lamb in the kitchen and two ewe lambs on mamas in the stable. Little did we know that Sunday would get rather interesting. And I will address that tomorrow.