Well, today was my first day ever lambing.
I was up at 6am to help on a neighbour's flock. I got to his farm and we wondered down the field checking for lambs and saw a couple of singles looking healthy, and then a ewe on her back. We ran over to her and she'd had a prolapse. It looked like intestines hanging out of her. He had a feel around and tried pushing it back in, but it wouldn't go, so she was put out of her misery.

I'm hoping it's not like this every day!
If it were my flock I think I'd have called the vet out, but I guess there comes a point where it just doesn't make sense to. I think it must be very hard and take a lot of experience to make life and death choices like that. I know we kill and eat the lambs anyway, but this seems different for some reason...