By now the lambs in the fields bordering the garden are almost ten days old. It amazes me how fast things move:
Day one of their lives they spent in a small pen under cover with just the ewe.
Day two, they were moved into a shared pen with other ewes and lambs.
Day three the farmer moved them into one of the small fields that border our garden.
That first day they were just all wobbly legs and endless scampering back to mother for safety. They really did look fragile and new.
Within only three or four days though they were getting to grips with what it means to be a lamb ie larking about. At first there was just some exploratory gambolling. A short burst and then, hello, what me? Gambolling? Oh no. I’m just mooching along. Eek, where’s mother? Baaa aaa.
Before you know it the lambs are checking each other out. Some are quiet, happy to sit, often in pairs for safety and warmth, two little black faces staring out at the world going by. Others though have ideas and before you know it they are forming gangs and causing all manner of havoc.
These ten-day-old rebels charge up the banks and down again. And again. And again. Very pleased with themselves they are. You can almost hear the ewes grumbling as they turn their backs on the noisy crew and get on with some important grass nibbling.
But it's not all happy frolicking. Some have already died. One lamb drowned in the stream and the other day I found one trapped between the water trough and a sturdy fence post. It would have starved to death if Daisy, my working cocker spaniel, hadn’t spotted it. Luckily, though, there was enough give in the ground to pull back the post an inch which enabled the lamb to scamper away, a little wobbly at first, but within seconds it had found its tribe and was charging the slopes.
At night the party continues. I fall asleep to the sound of owls and lambs. It’s a while though, before the somewhat wearied ewes respond to the increasingly frenzied, high pitched bleating of a lamb lost and bewildered, or trapped the wrong side of a fence.
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