Wednesday morning I went up to check on the sheep. One 13yr. old ewe came up to the feed trough, had a sniff and wandered off down the hedge. Checking a couple of hours later I could see she had started lambing but was pushing only half-heartedly. Had a feel inside her and the lamb was properly presented but I could feel it was dead, the head hanging down to the side instead of between the feet. I helped her out with that one which she sniffed and licked for a short while befofe wandering off again. She started pushing again and I was praying this lamb would be alive, for her sake more than mine, but not to be. Beautiful big lambs, one black ewe, one black and white ram but had obviously been dead for a while.
Poor old ewe sniffed them again then went and laid down in a corner, I could have cried for her

However, a happy ending for the ewe. I went up to the next-door farm to see if they maybe had an orphan I could foster on her. They hadn't, but had a ewe that had had triplets that morning and offered me the smallest. Dear, good folk that they are, as I haven't any sheds(yet) they came and fetched Old Buttercup and her dead lambs and took them back to their farm where the son skinned one of the lambs and put the "jacket"on the live lamb.
The lamb gave a tiny bleat (the sort that makes your heart tremble) and the ewe immeadiately looked up and answered. Two minutes later both ewe and lamb were as happy as can be.
They are coming back to my fields today. I have offered to a. hand the lamb back at weaning. b. buy the lamb, or c. swap if for a slaughtered pig at Christmas but still feel I owe them so much.
What can I do to say "thank you" do you think?