I've got a week-old lamb at the mo...
Nigel, he of the Ever-Ready Golden Balls, got in with the pregnant ladies in spring, a couple of weeks before lambing. We didn't worry, they were all pregnant...
Except, Flicka and Misty weren't.
So now Flicka has a lamb in September, and he has no pals his own age. (Misty obviously didn't cycle while Nigel was with them.) The lamb seems happy enough though, and we'd got Flicka booked to go off cull, so she's happy! (Misty was getting another chance, but Flicka is that sheep always goes the other way, so we'd decided to cull her as she was geld. Nigel saved her life, I tell her!)