24 June 2022

Pardon, Pearl?

Pearl was born in March on the same day as Nancy, and was in fact stolen from her uninterested mother by Nigel and Nancy's mother who was very keen for an extra lamb, it would seem. We found Nigel's mother, a Cheviot, with Pearl and the ewe's male lamb, assumed both lambs were hers, and put them in a small pen. Shortly after, though, Nancy appeared. The two Cheviot lambs were smaller and had a pointier face and huge Pearl was the odd lamb out. I found Pearl's mother in the big pen still, with no milk and no interest in her baby. So a pet Pearl became.

From day one I've found her extremely adorable. She's cute in that classic way, like if someone asked you to picture a little lamb it would probably look like Pearl. We took a walk down the lane as the bluebells were in full bloom, but Pearl wasn't interested in the flowers and stuck to me like glue. Giving up on photos, we instead went to sit on the steps in front of the house. Pearl wasn't sure what to make of this and kept staring at me - at least I got some photos.

I don't understand why Pearl was slightly unnerved by my sitting down - I have sat down to give her her milk many times a day since she was born. She was so off balance that she started talking to me, looking for reassurance. Her voice is very unusual and so I thought I'd take a video. She speaks twice during this if you listen carefully:

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