As the oldest, Ida was the first of the pet lambs to go out to the field. I was worried that she wouldn't be happy "on her own" with sheep that she didn't know, but I needn't have bothered - Ida was off grazing with everyone else within a day. I went out to see how she was doing one evening and was greeted by Kerry.
Billy.
And there's Ida.
Billy again.
Ida again.
More Billy.
Wee Matt wasn't to be left out.
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