I love my pet lambs dearly but oh my goodness, when they're in a playful mood, they're little terrors. It feels like all sixteen of them are taking turns at jumping up at me with their sharp little hooves. I stayed in the field for about ten minutes before giving up and retreating behind the gate - the evening light was lovely but it wasn't worth the bruises.
Nancy.
Holly.
Martha.
Wendy.
Martha and Primrose.
Primrose.
Ivy.
No humans were harmed during the taking of these photos.
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