These little Dorset lambs provide a bit of sweetness in this cold world today.
Lambing hasn't gone smoothly, but it rarely does. We've lost one ewe and had a few stillborns. Several lambs are getting bottles.
I am thankful to son Warren who has been on night duty for two weeks, checking the ewes at midnight, 2 a.m. and 4 a.m. This is the first year in 25 that Bob hasn't had to get up in the middle of the night during lambing season. That means he's not quite as tired and grumpy as he normally is this time of year. :-)
Seeing lambs bouncing around the pen is a cure for the blues.