The Pet Lambs Are Out

I went out to visit the pet lambs, recently sent out to live in the field.

Prue.

Cute wee Annie.

Ingrid.

Teenie.

Jim, Ilsa and Ruby.

Peg.

Crystal.

After greeting everyone at the gate, I decided to go for a walk around the field. Jim followed for a bit.

Wee Matt was there, of course.

He got a nasty nick from the clippers at clipping time, but they were healing nicely.

Billy was along for the walk too.

Astrid and Imelda.

Imelda.

I reached the gate again. Jim had followed for a bit but turned back, and here he was again with Crystal.

Titch trying to scratch the fence down.

Prue again.

Everyone seeing me off.

Lambing Is Done... No, It Really Is This Time!

LATE MAY

I got a surprise when I went out to check on the sheep in the morning and found this tiny lamb - I thought we were all done! But mum was attentive and all seemed well, so I left them out with the flock rather than bringing them inside.

 

The rest of the sheep were curious too.

So that was the last lamb, or so I thought...

LATE JUNE

I got arguably an even bigger surprise when I checked on the sheep, clipped and all, in late June to find another newborn lamb. It was another single tip. 

I was happy leaving him outside, even if it meant he got a lot of attention.

Clover was over.

The recently weaned sets of twins from the pet flock were curious as well.

So there we have it - the last lamb of 2026!

And Irving.

Back With the Pets

The pets were still in this tiny field while their own was resting. I went back for a flying visit with the camera. This is Tess.

Billy.

Irving.

Rosie.

Billy again.

Astrid's twins, Imelda and Irivng, having a conversation.

Wool quality checks? Who knows?

Fern.

Helly.